"Paz De Mi Corazon"

I'm sitting here

Nights after nights

A hole

Deep in a hole

Reflecting

Time's

Words that

I love to hate



Of which waters displace

It won't be this way

Already

An index in a book

Words

Are wishing stones



Post-mortum perfections

Asexual conception

Down deep inside

Confused no more

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