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What will it consist of?

what agony awaits me

What thoughts will I have?

What a spiral full of confusion awaits me,

What traumas are hidden?

Remember the recurring agony,

It generates in my soul a vertigo.

The step concurs,

From shot to shot,

The eternal previous account,

draw near the gates of the abyss,

infernal abyss where he hides,

The empty silence of a suffering soul,

A soul that asks to be rescued.

Soul that is surrounded,

Surrounded by a troubled past,

A past full of pain and loneliness,

A dark and cold loneliness,

darkness that surrounds,

How clothing, the candidate of death.

With or without a cloak she will return,

She will shine on everything

She will assimilate the world of hers,

World to which he always hidden,

In the shadows for fear,

Fear of harming and hurting,

Or be damaged and hurt.

reach the day,

It's a dizzying moment

Moment to put up with mistakes and emotions,

Mixed emotions that have to be ordered,

Order that requires life,

Life to be lived

Live as her soul dictated.