The shadows stayed

so far ahead

of my eyes!

The moon appeared to

let's look at each other

My love is gone.

though.!

A cry of choked pain,

a dagger nailed to the chest,

my love is broken!

No paths, no valleys,

nor clearings. to come back...

My love is gone!

I'll tell you for the last time,

I love you, I adore you!

I'll be able to more by the sunset

in your eyes,

nor hear, my valada

of love, sing for you

Grace Bica

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