The Distance - Poem by Emerson Soares
How will the memory of a time that you know it was better?
Without thinking about the constancy of fear that causes so much harm
I want to say with certainty that I'll never give up
To erase all my scars, and try reach out the stars....... at the distance
Overhead where pride is too hard to see the sun rise
This road is so wide and I'm afraid of not recognizing
Whenever that sadness singing coward at my side trying gets me false
Increasing suffer and pain, and growing insane.............. at the distance
How will the measure and the weight of this situation?
Ever thought of the old desire revealed in a song?
If paradise back otherwise I would have realized
What pitfalls of evil, always make so real...... at the distance
Season of plague, a noise and a party with no any reason at all
Who would dare call mature who asked forgiveness and put his head down
Dragged in the currents of a river that was born in a toxic trace
Poisoning roots and destroying the truths...at the distance
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