Yesterday an angel wanted to rule the silence,
discovered that everything had changed.
tried to silence me into tears,
perhaps jealous of his hands, his eyes, his touch.
Nothing will change the past;
those days did not matter much,
or maybe his voice is the one who makes it look so distant. Who
me missteps. Today
again invade the tedium
to know that she is not with me. It will call into oblivion
before causing more damage.
Note: when I use the word tedium do with its third meaning, now obsolete "great regret."
I could not help, why should I change if things are so? Mine arethese corny, it gives me better.
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