Thorn of Life


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I don't know if I prefer death to die, or life to die with poison, with thorns of bitterness, like an eternal melody that makes me dizzy.

It will remain united, alive in the rose garden, hidden in dreams with hope, but always a thorn that drives away the evil of faceless men like shadows.

I have a thorn in my heart so that it beats like an eternal melody, through struggles, with tears, with pain, even if love hurts.



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