It’s beginning to ſcream.
It is ſtarting to cry,
To remind everything
Till the end of the light.
ſhe is known to give bird.
I am wounded to ſing.
ſhortcut thanking of Lord
Will deſtroy heavy ſtring.
It’s all over, my cream.
'Cauſe I ſtill need to touch
Overwhelming bright ſtream.
It’s ſo heavy at launch.
Even darkneſs of day
Nightly lives in my eyes.
I’ve decided to ſtay
In this world (bad advise?)
I’ve juſt mention the day
Got some darkneſs in mind.
Thank for puzzling the way
To want you to refind.
It was raining that day,
When ſhe looked at me twice.
I was going away,
Was returning two times.
25th of November MCMXCVII
Personised
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