Going and going

Little yellow spider

OH! You creepy old memory
inside me.
Terribly destroyed and forgotten
by years.
But don't misunderstand my tears.
I've been a wiser man
since then.
A better lover,
a better brother.
I would kill myself if I forget you,
or all your lessons.
Remember I thought you mean,
but all the things I know,
I owe them to the most omniscient king.
And don't bother,
to write me
father.

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Tale of a Dead Living

OH! How charm and beautiful,
death sometimes seems.
All the unknown,
the dark, waiting to be discover.
It is like turning on a light,
and see,
a crystal bright palace above you.
OH! How I love being mortal,
knowing I'm able to die,
knowing that,
this brown eyes soon will not see.
But, later after,
I will see myself, looking up,
that great crystal palace above me.
OH! How lovely and terrible
is to be dead!
But not yet.

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Carpe Diem

Kiss me now,
that you have time.
Love me now,
because soon it will be late.
Make me laugh,
and you will see my very last smile.
Hurt me,
because tomorrow the pain will be gone.
Stay with me right now,
because tomorrow you will be alone.
Make me cry,
because later you cannot try.
But tomorrow, remember me,
with no sorrow,
and look up,
and in the sky,
you will see my smile.

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It's not my originality that
makes me a quite good writer,
it's my feelings.

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Death is so obvious for the ones
that do not fear her.
Just think of death as a very old friend,
that needs you to join her to a trip
through the eternity.

Tell me a story...

Story from a Rebel.

There are no elder of young,

just wise callow.

There are no teachers or students,

just human beings and their mistakes.

There are no parents or sons,

just a book of lessons still to be opened.

There is an entire life to discover,

one which you are not told in manuals and school books,

one life yet to be told.

Told by the very same person who broke the manual and

bend the rules,

told by the rebel of our youth.

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.