On departure

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Do not give me easy, I asked you,
in a dream or I do not know how ...
But today you live in my fragile memory.
Dirty with tears and guilt.

Almost occult, I somehow hoped,
that you can understand me...
That two of you with no fence
and no lie shall stop us.

But here is the hope that disappears,
the years when they are going.
And the memory will become so painful,
that there will be no longer a road,

where to go back, and want ...
Forgive me if someday happens.
Forgive me for taking the risk
once again with a laugh to lose you ...

My heart will become dust and ashes.
Desperately by himself, he will laugh.
But somewhere in his debris he was blind,
your silent thing will germinate.

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Goodbye and Kisses ...