People alone, or in company, looking for love,
looking for love; some buy, others sell
they understand that only one conquers pain.
The days are the same, the people are the ones who change,
if at the end of the day, time is only an invention.
We are a judge who does not forgive others, while
proclaims that living is an egoistic effort if there is no
love: from there? that the woman who arrived at six is
like the var? n that arrived at two; it's the same
premise that with another shirt is covering the same
intention. No one leaves this world, only
we change positions; there is no alibi for
justify our innocence in the Final Judgment.
We are already condemned for having invented the
how to condemn
Shoot me at the moment of truth.
Only among all we can make this a better place :)