Too much detail
For one lonely evening,
For a lovely person
I am slowly grieving.
I am slowly leaving
This world, like a shadow,
Why does it matter?
Why does it matter?
Too much sadness
For a perfect evening,
I watch your pictures,
You're always smiling,
This love is timeless,
I won't forget you,
You stay forever,
Why does it matter?
Why does it matter?
Too much darkness,
This love is buried,
And scarlet roses
Still burn and hurt me.
I'll meet you later,
Your soul is precious,
Why does it matter?
Why does it matter?
It always matters.
Too much
© Copyright: Марина Чиянова, 2023
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