Category : Poems

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I look at you as if you already know 

That I see your beautiful face

 For the last time now...
As if, for the first time, 

I hold your thin body in my arms,

 With many doubts and questions 

Trying" to forgive" my gray past.
 I've been silent since

 You didn't understand 

That I'm like grass, 

I'm drying up in hard times.  
With the loneliness between us, 

I can understand,

That I have to burn the sheet

 To forget the contents,

To change the end.