no longer but my love
That was all
That was
my love No more
No more the back of your hands on my hands
Resting to be caressed by my lips
your hands in my mouth encouraging serene love
No more my love and
I will not be the executioner of fantasy that I invented my
I will not bewho pay for the sins of an unstable mind and unclear
anymore and the distance between the two is nonexistent
anymore see through me you anymore
your sorrow blinded mine
and no longer able to feel about my
So no more
was we
life and no more
broke his heart
without any transition you left my
and not let anything to feel
went off in your pain
and contemplating your worth
am resigned to live in peace with the jackal psychotic
to stay with the executioner without faith
today I can not regret my silence.
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