Ernesto Torres Biography

My breathing was labored
and my saliva was blood flavored
coming from deep in my through
staying away from the battle being fought
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I lay on a building
so peaceful
so quite
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There is many says
of what happens before you part ways
with your body
to somewhere holy
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Darkness floats into my soul
for everything i know is a lie
there is no point just to die
i was a fool
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Grasping my chest in terror
hoping to wake from this horror
of this nightmare
in which i stare
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