Ajam...

Your Turn

A way to escape reality, even if it's just for a second.

a getaway pen.

A pen leaded by something so powerful and rebeluios

it will overcome every obstacle it come in its way.

A pen gided by creativity.

Creativity from anyone who is not afraid to speak his mind,

how is not afraid of others peoples opinions,

anyone who is truely free from the claws of society,

anyone wise.

Reading, thing i love.

Ticket to eternity

And you.
The one who didn't
laugh of my pain.
The one who I remember most
in my last day.
The one who stay by my side
after I have died.
Lets smile together,
and please...
Stay with me forever.


To my friends,
to my brothers.

Hope Not.

Oh, No.

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I Cant' Go On Man,

I Just Can't.

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I Can't Go On.

I Can't Go On.

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Not Like This,

I Just Can't.

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I Cant' Go On.

I Can't Go On.

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I'm Tierd Of Living Like This,

I Just Can't .

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I Can't Go On.

I Can't Go On.

I Can't.

I Can't.

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BANG!

You Need To Grab A Pair And Shout Whatever The Fuck You Want To Shout!!!!

Growing Sucks..

From The Innocent Love To Sex;

From Constant Fun To Constant Worry And Stress;

From Total Repulsion To Daily-Base Use;

I Guess This Is What It Fells To Get Older And Mature,

I Don't Know How Everybody Keeps Up With The Changes,

But I Guess I Just Have To Do What No One Does,

And I'll Be All Right...

We'll Be Together, Don't Matter Who Gets In The Way...

A Doomed Company

Talk to me about an endless thing

so I can share the pleasure of your company

even after this doomnation;

In a worst place for all I care;

It doesn't matter

as long as I can still hear your voice in the wind,

see your face painted on the clouds,

and touch you in my dreams,

I don't care.

They Didn't Know What To Talk About... So They Made It Up

A Trueborn Devil Child

Even Though The Baby Was Being Hold From His Pelvis

By One Lonely, Single, Flying Hand

His Back Stood Straight

Showing Some Delicated,

But Stoned Graved Muscles.

As He Was A Devil Child,

He Did Not See Anormality in This,

So He Killed Him Self And Shared His Mischief With God.

Oh So Vindictive God.

And we went through the same ways life after life without knowing it.

Look around and see,
you have all the things you need.

Millions of words unknowns,
of things we don't know.
Times we do not went through.
Ideas that we didn't thought of.
Wise people we didn't meet,
and things
we will not keep.
Eyes we didn't wink, and pink skies
we didn't see.
But we meet them, we see them,
we feel them, we cry them,
our friends.
So rest in peace mate,
'cause you lived well.