her eyes shielded the pain
under ocean waves
setting dusk of sunset haze
she saw the world
at a different side of things

he wrote that:

when she write her poems
she published the fire within my bones

she killed me, with her thrones
when she was fighting the life, with her tones

I lived there, between the groans
when she knew, how to bloom the stones

when she write her poems
I have to try to withheld my moans

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You're not gone
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You'll be back
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When will you return?
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I love you so
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Will you be here when I awake?