I feel like when a favorite song comes to an end
I feel incomplete, I feel out of orbit ...
Will it be?, What will?
What am I missing? ... or it may be What I have left?
Will I need anything?
Will spare me something and it makes me weight? Final
mind I feel incomplete ... In need of something
I feel like a drummer without battery
I feel like a bird without its song ...
that you need to attract the love
I feel like a guitar without strings
Inutilisable ...
I feel that not everything is as I want ...
Am I who does the things you want?
Am I who makes others want?
Perhaps for fear of fights with others
Perhaps because he fears being alone
To take decisions on their own ...
What if the take and be alone? Perhaps
not know how to make ...
live forever in a sentence ...
As the Beatles said:
HELP, I need help, but not for anyone ...
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