at this hour of my life,
please understand that everyone is
beautiful
i am not telling anybody
i am this master of secrets and strictness
there is no secret between two people.
know that.
i am bored inside my room letting go of
my suppressed desires,
in that party i dance like crazy
you say, it is understandable, for i am a believer
of spontaneity, i could have loved all of you
for i am desirable, i could have made love splendidly
you look at me, i look at you, beyond this,
the world must not be careless,
to kill you with love is my heroism.
i am a martyr, death is well taken....
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