Será que acabou assim?

 Tudo nessa casa geme de dor

Todas as portas e gavetas

Maçanetas, passos no corredor

O forro e as dobradiças

Sofrem, adoeceram comigo

A sala está carregada

Dos ciscos da calçada

De cada par de sapatos que passou

As veias estão vazias

De cada gota de sangue

Que o seu amor levou

O coração não bate mais

Eu não estou mais aqui

 Fui eu sim

Toda noite no telefone

Aquele silêncio

Era meu silêncio

Aquela dúvida

E aquela dor de existir

Sabe eu falei disso

Numa noite em que não dormi também

E fiquei escrevendo o seu nome

Em um pedaço de papel

Mas fui incapaz de te amar

Por escrito e assinado

Verbalmente, enfim

Será que acabou assim?

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