sábado, 9 de octubre de 2010

me again
Am I or am I wrong to be worried?
Is the beauty of your pen ever cross my eyes again?
"This was all a lie? Why?

were the last words I wrote for you
enough to tell you that in my death
the light that shone through my painful darkness
Was it a blinding vision of your eternal smile?

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