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I love this loneliness
Years, month, full of cold, and hot,
Now that you are gone, I lost you
Never care about your job, I just think about it like
An illusion, so called slut.
Scared, and it was already late,
It happened, I picked you up,
We both enjoyed the game, every day we
Just to do it, like there was not an end.
Don’t leave me I said, because I was already
Missing you, this emptiness already owning
My days, if is not with you, don’t want
Anybody else, don’t kill my hope,
Kill my doubts; I’m living that black shadow,
And my life too, now that you left, but still hope
That one day you will come back home.
SENA
Now that you are gone, I lost you
Never care about your job, I just think about it like
An illusion, so called slut.
Scared, and it was already late,
It happened, I picked you up,
We both enjoyed the game, every day we
Just to do it, like there was not an end.
Don’t leave me I said, because I was already
Missing you, this emptiness already owning
My days, if is not with you, don’t want
Anybody else, don’t kill my hope,
Kill my doubts; I’m living that black shadow,
And my life too, now that you left, but still hope
That one day you will come back home.
SENA
Published 23rd May 2012
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