5 acessos
then a ray of light ablazes my reflection, such as i can?t determinate it anymore.
Just the present moment: empty and cold; searching answers and actions. Disturbed and conscient, the senseless astonished matter feeds wrath.
For freedom i beg, anguished and ambitiousless. To start, the anxiousness moves me, and revolt seduces me.
Following, dispair and reallity makes me cry. Brings comfort , succumb to flesh, free for a while,the moment that don?t condemns itself, where everthing is accepted and where brightness hits the most corrupted deceiver of knowing.
In a void...infinite circle, hurt the sovereign, beggar?s illuded, protagonist of changes. Unfortune. Reason do not allow us, darkness remain, begging the end, eternal...