Perdón

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I contemplated your loneliness,
I was silent, it was cloudy,
tense drops were slipping.
That day I left
I wanted to bury myself,
feeling like a cactus
that pricked if you got closer.

I couldn't test my speed,
I felt like a minstrel waiting to heal.

Each verse became grayer,
the meeting cried,
the dinner lasted
and the silence sounded like a waltz,
it devoured my mind,
screamed inside,
ate from the edge
left by the rocks in the sea.

I couldn't test my ability,
I started crying waiting to heal.

Sorry I didn't want to leave and when I came back you were gone,
you thought it was normal...
I contemplated your loneliness, each verse became grayer...
I count every note that sounded worn out.