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When you're at a crossroads, and you can not go ahead, and are unable even to go back, drifting hope that something will come from the sky, hoping that turning the corner you'll run into the lot, dressed in ripped jeans and dark shirt, and a smile that manages to heat up the cold within. But against Never tap the fate, continues unabated run into yourself, and every day so you feel more lonely, more sad, sinking slowly into yourself, and the only desire is to lose you in a friend look inside an accomplice to look ... but this look never comes, and so you get lost in a bottle of wine, knowing that when alcohol will be denied, then yes, your life will not really make sense. looking for love, but just try a deep pain. I'm starting to be afraid of loneliness, of being alone forever. Slowly my peers are settling, and I am not having sex in February, your hands do not touch me anymore. Your hands are in the pocket of your pants ripped, and do not take more than mine. Uncertainty and doubt, fear and panic. Real panic. Loneliness. My eyes are dull, they say. Maybe I have no desire to move forward. I crawl around hoping to find someone that I can bring back to life, and always alone at night I fall asleep in my bed too big, now that the cold will be back even more unbearable. Panico. Loneliness. I've looked in a dream, more than once I've tried, but it was just a great and continuous nightmare that I just put on a deep restlessness.

"... I have many dreams off now

silence that fills

of all defeats

that you alone understand

damn lonely

're a disease

I will live with you alone I will live with

you alone

win you damn lonely

since you are the sister

my freedom

is true I'm free

But with so much emptiness in me

that I will need all this freedom? "