10 lipca 2024
Pure Like Flames
Time knocks you
down O love. Why are you
always in my thoughts?
Death and life were
two sides of the coin, in
attendance of king.
No one was a slave.
I walk on my footpath
to reach my truth.
Is it the end of
the tale, as a prelude to
unchanging tragedy?
Irreparable was
the loss of virtue. I will never
be rich of new words.
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