Saturday, October 6, 2012

Not to see a memory*


Not to see a memory*

Once you were here next to me
We had a beautiful life, so happily
But then one day, I felt something was gone
It was you and all my memories now done
So it is now emptiness that I feel the most
I cannot imagine how you turned into a ghost

Dom*Colucci 2012

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