Poems from israelurbina

Tell him what you don't want them to hear. Tell him why you don't live but survive. Because you know he will always here. He will be there...
There is something in the words. Something that changes minds, That can unite different kinds. Something that creates gods. There is...
From the depths of hell, the Devil comes to play. It's a game where there is no use in pray. Where heroes dig their own graves. And where...

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