Category : Poems

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Good days already gone, 

I can't go through them once more...

  And what am I doing now with this longing 

That leaves wounds in all the memories.  
I am waiting for my death

 But I see that it is already getting late;

And I can no longer breathe, 

And I can no longer fight the nightmares.
Good days already gone...

I can't go through them once more...