like a child from the womb, like a ghost from the tomb, I arise and unbuild it again..........
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Thursday, July 21, 2011
SHE............................
When I saw her first
I thought she was what I seek
She was what I want
Times kept passing at it's pace
We came close, more close
Our days were brightened up
Our nights were lightened up
The talks we had
The walks we had
Every moment was worth living
Sitting close to her
Witnessing the beauty she carry
Not only outer but eternal
is all what I've now to cherish
Why she loved so much
I couldn't understand till now
What made her glued to me
I'm not able to discover yet
She.... What was she made of?
Love, pure love, for sure.
Then happened the unexpected
I changed the direction of my journey
She stood there wishing me good luck
I moved forward waving her good bye
Can't turn back
Even if I do, I can't see her there
Not because she is moved away
But because I've come so far
So far that I'm out of her vision
It's too late to realize
that love can fit all size
I don't deserve her I believe
for she is too good for me to achieve
She.... What was she made of?
Love, pure love, even more than that perhaps.
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