Às 18:53h a ironia tocou no meu rádio:
"You secretly made
Castles of sand that you hide in the shame
But you cannot hold tides that break down
And you're building them all over again
You talk all this words
You make conversations that cannot be heard
How long until you notice that
No one is answering back?
Ain't this enough?
You push yourself down
You try to take comfort in words, but words
They cannot love
Don't waste them like that
'cause they'll bruise you more!"
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