Poem written in a melancholic rainy night, #poemchallenge contest sponsored by: 
Poem
From your bed you should listen
You to whom I gave melodies and insults you whom I met so fast
From your bed you will have to listen
Because every reason in my words will follow you and hang on to you
Because all my veins have been opened and my lips parted
You whom my plexus hidden so deep inside
I send you a bouquet of roses a bouquet of roses
I have the right to send roses to you who I love
He sent you a couple of joyful beats
Various verses gilded with impunity
By the embers of my throat
And if you do not hear me Remember me
You the only you the most rescued solution
You the pathetic the shadow that happened of reflection on my raised
Fingerprint of my rampant heart
Naked blows that are dying in my chest
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