It is a day you look at me with words,
you approach me and say you love me ,
and in the days of extreme madness with which I thought you and I loved you as i ever have loved
but if you tell me your will touch me,
how to protect my tears,
but we did not belong and promises are not as love of us.
you get so into me in my mind we remained and dreamed that your words were true
but I read in my mind that i knew you,
knew that you would not do it,
but still wanted you love me so at least,
everything else you promised me went
as promised me the second day
after the promises to look.

I saw you and then and your reflection not to
and yourself that it was not,
that our promises are not,
that are hopes are not,
that our will cant be is cold to know
that i gave all for you in the moment,
that I can not look for it at you
what does not belong to me
and of what one day you never had.

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