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Why of all souls, you had to be the chosen one,
But without you, these verses would have never seen the light of day.
You’ve stolen a shard of my essence, now shackled in the cuffs of your hands,
I ask, will you keep it as a trophy or cast it into the abyss of forgetfulness?
You’ve maneuvered the strings of my heart, my love for you was a drama,
I let you turn me into your puppet,
Even if my fate was to resemble Romeo's tragedy,
You, like a ventriloquist, breathed into me alien words, without an echo of truth.
Will you acknowledge my fruitless efforts?
Or will you embrace the lie, allowing the truth to fade in the shadow?
I wanted to etch your name on the canvas of the rain,
But my tears came too late, when my soul was already a tomb.
My thoughts continually search for you, a traffic light ignored in the race of life.
You’ve painted your words on the canvas of my soul, a distorted portrait,
Hoping that in the end, in the epitaph, you would find a trace of seriousness.
Your gaze stirs my gravestones, perhaps looking for a spark of beauty,
But in my memory, you remain forever that unreal woman, queen of a lost kingdom.
Among the graves of the world, some simple, others grandiose,
I’ve ceased to weave words for you to distort,
My emotions, once like a tempestuous ocean, now just a tranquil pond.
You were my dark dream, but not one to truly hate.
In this theatre of solitude, where I was only a supporting actor,
Under your spell, I danced as you wished, until the curtain fell,
And I was left alone, on an empty script, far from your deceiving lights.
In the silence that follows, I write my own epitaphs,
In the memory of a love that melted away like smoke in the air,
Even in this separation, I keep you as a pale shadow,
A phantom teaching me how to love, how to lose, and above all, how to find myself again.
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