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Maldito by Saddam Ninhor

I feel empty,
Your words drained,
The very last of my blood.

I feel washed up.
There is no use of me.
I hear the dunghills laud my name.

Don’t mind my words,
My musings have besieged me,
And cast a shadow in my path.

Day is dark.
Night is light.
There is no need,
To make things right.
Life is too short,
To be sorry all the time.
Perder la vida,
Mornie alantie.

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