Einhorn

Like every other story teller, I just fail to ignore the call of untold stories, so I narrate...

Tuesday, September 15, 2009

Bitter Truth

I could die for what you left here
I could fly to where you always dreamed of
I could try to leave all these memories behind
I could cry all the years which passed by
I could deny the living, growing affection
but I could not tame my whirling heart

2 Comments:

Blogger robert said...

...probably worth to die ten further times.

1:42 AM  
Blogger Einhornin said...

Nothing to add to your comment...

2:24 AM  

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