| Essence Of Loss |
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Restrospection, the deep felt times,
Like heavy teardrops evaporate.
The strenght, held in meaningless words,
I must reveal to feel levitation in this body.
Understanding the essence of loss
Ends this dreadful path of mine.
So inert I leave my conscience,
Mountain of sighs and throes gathered by years of sorrow.
I am moonstricken, gone with streams of fading light.
Mourning, I relinquish my life.
Ma disparition a commence. Il pleur... |
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