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Dec 2019
He was keeping on fighting till the end.
There was the battle he wasn't ready for
The battle that his fire went out.
His soul also died there.
Keep on believing and waiting.
You know he will never come back anymore.
He left you but there is still his shape on your mind.
Meanwhile you saved his voice and a smile in heart of yourselfs.
You couldn't dare such memories more for preserving.
You're walking the canvas with your hand, painting the things you want to see
He's love of yours
The sould that used to be yours
Dead and lost,
Wandering among millions of them,
Keep calling him for the burning pain,
You're never gonna see him again. Nobody in this devilish world is interested in your feelings and feelings left on your mourned deathbed
Look how beautiful you are,
And what can you bring
A new toy is in their hands,
A toy in the hands of his enemies.
Time's running out,
Your struggle is coming to naught,
You're losing yourself and your last breath,
the last moments, you're with him,
You're not meant to be in this world without him, either.
Written by
Walter
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     Bogdan Dragos and ---
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