and everything you ever did
has dissolved like flesh in the crib
they were pure bubbles indeed.
Now I see things clear
nothing else shall I expect
your words were as solid and real,
as the imaginary crocodile tears.
All the kisses, all the hugs
everything had expiration date!
Everything has turned into mud
the white fine sand was fake.
And now we have to continue
(the show must go on)
if some time you think of me
probably you just feel bored or alone.
Please don't do that
please don't remember this
-no one is to blame- carry on with your life
and find new exciting games.
And some day
-In the mist of time-
When they asked you if you knew me
remember that you were a friend of mine.
:-)
A.
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