Capítulo 4: Let slip.
These days I sleep much less.
Emotionally compressed.
All I can do is toke.
Swim in smoke.
That shit is reckless.
And we all believe that in the end, we'd rather be alone.
But the silence never hits you till the loneliness hits home.
The only way
To avoid the pain
Is spark up and get blown.
Red hairs and small stems.
Orbital syndrome.
Who's home?
Huh... I didn't think you would make it.
I've been thinking about your body
My favorite hobby is seeing you naked.
I want to feed you my memories
But I don't know if you could take it.
That little soul
So pure.
I would never want to break it
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