And one day all of the sudden you die., and the day before and the day of the day before you thought about buying that Brazil air ticket because you have no vacation time or your job is the only thing that keeps you dead and you think it is alive. You too tired to go to the park or is too far to visit Mom, or too cold to walk you favorite street or too afraid to tell her whatt you feel. But, guess what!! One day you’ll die, and it could be at the plane going to Brazil, or a day that the sun is out and the park is warm, even while drinking the coffe with Mom you collapse and realized the last time she saw you the beard on your face wasn’t that big and you have no grey hair. One day you’ll die, and when that day come you want to be broken,wrinkled,tired,cold..you want to be dead because you live with no holding, with no regrets and she will know, by you that she was all you ever love...casue one day you’d die.
RIP Negra..que mierda