Tonight,Ive remembered the things
that you have sad,
they are playing
in my mind of the head.
I will never let you go,
even if I know, that our horizon
is abondoning us slow,
of the idea, that you have been cuting me
with the sword, through the pain
of our faithless love?.
Instead of that, you are uplifting me
even higher, to the newest problems
yet to come, who will face our hearts,
of bueaty and fear. But most of all,
the thought to remember, of this very day.
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