Anyway... Los Angeles, I've talk enough to myself on your streets…

I’m at the point that I have to talk with someone older, to an older city, entity

You given me the strength to feel strong but there is no love here for me

I have to find some love to be truly happy

Los Angeles… nothing will ever be the same without you, tragedy

I'm scared and all I have is the fire inside and my own mystery

My fears through this harsh eternal verity. 


But life, my only wish is to be alive whatever you decide for my journey

With no money, hungry or naked I could be, I already know misery

But don't dare breaking me, please let me be, a soul sublimity

A soul immortality




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