Madness

All in my mind, has to become physical
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It is not because we are always smiling, demonstrating joy and intusiasmo; do not feel in the dead of night before bed whispering to no one in quanrto listen (traveceiro confidant), but I have feelings, more is not clixado such as bills to pay, employment problems or things of this world … Sentimenoto that awakened me from prmerai time I saw him (…)       That’s where I feel a complete idiot ! MAYBE ?
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[Flash 9 is required to listen to audio.]
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:| And when you least waited, waited, and wait all this made me stop breathing for a few minutes, and died … Resusitei not because it was already too late, they had already devoured me, until my blood had been drinking
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Nada mais prestava para me fazer ter um pouco de animo. Correr era uma perda de tempo, nada era tão chato quando gritar adeus… Nossos bonecos ficavam rasgados e nada havia por fazer um drama que nos dava ansiá de vomitar tudo que consumimos pela barriga. E tudo passava de um capricho escrito no papel.
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