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I just realized
you killed my son.

Ripped him off
your womb.
With your hands. And your eyes.

You killed.
A present in your womb.
And his future.
And the beer.
And the whores.

You killed them all.
A present in your hands.
From me to you.
In your hands
a knife
in your eyes.

You are the whores
with their hands...
You killed love
with your eyes.

you
killed
vos mataste
a mi
hijo
Vos mataste a mi hijo
VOS MATSTE A MI HIJO