It is twilight- love poem
It is twilight,
And I am so cheerless
Alone with thoughts of you, of tears.
It is twilight
And I’m enclosed with horrifying whiteness
Which kills me and with shout I try,
To repress listening to our song
With a pillow on top of my head,
For others are bothered by it.
It is wonderful,
I do no know should I tell you
Dear I love you
But I will do it
For it is my soul who speaks.
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