"I hope you don't mind,
That I dream of you sometimes...
Along with my guilt...
between the sheets..."
"The sheets that are damp from traces,
of regrets, passion and tears.
Unspoken verses of emotion and fears.
Fears of falling, no longer able of hiding...
From unconditional fate,
that's slowly seeping..."
The silent desolation
not even from the torment
of being broken
But simply, agony to be separated
Peeling off my layers of soul
that recognize yours
Unfortunately no one could choose
When, where nor whose
to encounter that one person
To quiver to the whole existence
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