Adios Poem by Miguel Chicas

Hours look to be gone with you tonight
Here I have a melody in this needle

Well minutes that died in you
I've watched you break your meaning

Crying, crying, I dont seem to care only
All the golden hearts only your beats

organs and strings swirl inside together
Rumbling between bones and lungs
My violins will cradle any indecisions
Then, you'll lean foreward a listen
In the end

May this tone.. hopefully, maybe it'll comfort you

Adios