I describe the crimes
The most beautiful things
Ali, unnamed.
I’ll explain everything.
I feel.
Now she is returning to the room …
Blue eyes, great.
The girl.
touched, talked to her and saw her die.
Everything you want to know.
Hope.
Dream of eternal promises.
Sweet and yearning expected.
You do not understand.
Eyes, days as a reminder
love and ecstasy.
This has happened before.
The day fades
with all its brilliance.
There is nothing at home.
She fell.
So many hopes …
aiming perpetual blindness,
Our hearts yearn …
where to wait forever
Night of love
A moment.
Said you’re bad.
and hurt these flowers.
real and lilies.
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