Agua Fria was tired of wanting
Cold ...
cold water ...
ice water I remove this idea incarnate, I'm clean
chest
the feeling of rage that leads me to understand that me not
just because it's easier to hate than to feel hated
because it's more comfortable to live waiting
mourn because I prefer to be defeated lying
That drag these days of conviction Water
multiply and become zero at all my sorrows
Water cold that makes me tremble with tears and confusion
those that fall to mourn when I stop what I need Let me
head cool cool Let me crotch
That takes the disgust I feel
you take the bad That
breath breath of interest that may lie hidden
flooded hollow words that do not stop barking
Cold! you remove the dirt
cold water! wake you up in your sound
Water
dogs ... if you have to take off. Having
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