We are here and we arenot alone,
All the time I look at your eyes
And I can't turn away from you.
You're like a beautiful song in my ears
And you appear as if sunrise.
My heart has burnt, your heart is still alive,
Like a cigarette between my fingers
I had to become an ash in your urn;
And here now you're holding a knife
in order to destroy my love
And never again it could be born.
14. 10. 02.
Lost hearts
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