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May 2016
Silence. And only a heartbeat
As if echoed in my room,
Cold, dark, behind the closed door
I while away the evening alone ...

No one knows,that now with me,
What torment surrendered soul.
All also secretly want to be with you,
All also stifles deathly silence.

I embrace dead memories
And your image burns in my soul,
In vain my expectations,
In vain dream in silence.

I will open your picture,
I shall see a cute and gentle glance,
In a head a "*******"
And in the minds loved ** ...



Before going to sleep I close my eyes and remember all the details:
Your sweet smell, beautiful eyebrows
And whispers based narcotic speech ..
And I cry, very quietly,
Although the hunt scream
From thought,that when autumn comes,
We are each other will not know ..
Ness
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   Cecil Miller
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