Dead

 My dreams are closed in a golden casket
I will drink what is in the golden ampoule
I will die fast
Very quietly
I will disappear from your side
In copper plasma
First I settle my affairs
And look at the agave flowers
I will correct my mistakes
You won’t see me again
I will try again, maybe I will succeed
Despite what people call hypocrisy
Help yourself
Like for a small decoration
I will fight with you
By my matters
Because it's important to me
For you also serious
You’ll listen to me
What you want you’ll fake
But fulfill
What I want , for my life

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