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A grey December day in the cemetaryhe is standing at her gravestoneand he is reading the golden epitaphlost in rememberance...once more.
Her beauty was a flower in bloomthe nicest thing in his lifeher face was the most wonderful creationthat a man could think of.
Her presence make him happyevery touch a caressher voice made him feel so wholeevery word a harmony.
Her life put to a sudden endhow can he go onwith her love taken from himhe is shattered.
Happiness has disappearedwhats left is pain and griefthe rose is dead and witheredbut the thorns forever grow.
Your presence made me happyevery touch like a last caressyour voice made me feel so wholeevery word a harmony.
Your life put to a sudden endhow can I go onwith your love taken from me
I am shattered.
Happiness has disappearedwhats left is pain and griefthe rose is dead and witheredbut the thorns forever grow.I breathe your rememberance
I feel your external love in me.
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