boring days
It's been too long and I've become numb
Sad and complaining every day
About the unforgivable sultry heat of the scorching sun
Being gradually forgotten through yawns
It implies a noisy and sleepy head
It gradually evaporates and melts like boiling water.
I started thinking about a night that would make me fade away
I began to look for a way to prove my existence
But I have been unable to catch up with the speed at which time destroys lives.
Some questions that bother me
Something bothers me
But have been waiting for a solution
replaced by sadness
It's hard for me to know whether I exist or not
But it is certain that words have always existed
Others do exist in my heart
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