Friday, March 9, 2012

Don't remind me



don't remind me of good old days
I don't love sorrows

All my sorrows are wounds

Exhausting my sick heart
The songs of love are gone
The sun of my age is extinct

The sunset is left
But

It is my destiny
To live on the past ruins
To draw at night
A lamp and a pale dawn
To lean on the rest of my age

I love you
When the light is gone
I see the evidence

I love you
Don't be a virgin night
Slept in my ribs
Then it walked away

Don't be like other people
False vows
Or a star went astray

And now I came to you
Scared .
I love you
Don't remind me of good old days .

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