Category : Poems

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The smoke from your cigarette is gone, 
Our first kiss never returns to our mouths.
The red rose has withered with time, 
Winter has come this Easter again. 

 We left behind us a room where we lived,
 Memories that made our life 
Like a beautiful dream.
 The last sunset doesn't let the sun rise again,
 I keep the rain in my eyes to let your eyes shine.

I let the steps take me far, 
My arms will not touch your arms again,
I keep everything you told me a secret.
 Live your life the way you like it.