I remember, these shadows too long body short of our
this train of death
we leave only the dismal living
and lasting memories, here they already appear
:
melancholy and silent ghosts
agitated by a wind funeral.
And you are no more than a memory.
You pierced my heart.
Now yes, I can say that
belongs to me and something happened between us
irrevocably.
It all ended so fast!
mild rash and the time we reached.
fleeting moments of a story
ordered closed and sad.
had to know that love burns
life and make time fly.
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