Saturday, August 14, 2004

the dawn

when the world with all is beauties
seems empty and cruel,
and all around is lost with the daylight,
here comes my oldest friend, The Death.

When my tenebrous soul
wake up again,
My pains are like a dark sea,
in which i could drown,
if I didn't crave
the light of the sun
that never rise again.
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