What I can say it haunts me today?,
If the truth is I do not care.
tin My heart goes beyond this dark side,
it alone on the quarter hour is just beginning
pour my pain, the criticism comes only
and the sheet is innocent of love that knows no
or know of other bodies that once had,
and do not know.
ignorant The night covers my body waste
It is superbly indifferent
of my sorrow.
How to remove this dream away,
how to go beyond the scorching pain
of kisses parties, promises and illusions
That no more than that ...?
How to go beyond my blind steps
in my dark room, my thoughts
to trample each other in a cruel race
where your memory always wins?
-the most painful
How to go beyond the loneliness
bitter coffee to wake up with my days
of alone time when I toss
in my own flesh and consumption in individual me hugs
of women aside my
emulate yours?
swirling Your blood is poured
to my senses and in the distant past, warm
torment begins.
How to consume myself in the fire of this love,
how to get rid and stay floating in tears
in your eyes today dawns distant
how others make you, if you were never my
and were like the first time you touch the air
and breath your light ...?
Sometimes, my love,
-like today-
Do not sleep and at dawn
remember you, I miss you,
and I hate you ...
and I love you .
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