With every step. Walking. Increasing the magic inside the heart. This endless look inside the person. Fulfilling and sensing his emptyness with your love.
The chill on the skin from a little wing of thoughts.
Power of the eyelash flapping, drops of tears on the cheeks, the touch of soft lips.
Infinity.
The stench of you and me in a period of time. Footsteps inside sandclock. Love dies.
Love dies, because we try to settle ruthless rules, thank to which she must appear.
I have no warm of yours in my hand anymore.
Sad trees are budding on the burial ground.
Invasion of dusty spring.
The eye are enveloped by a veil, defocused apathy.
The inevitability are shivering down your spine, Considering the steps of silence.
I've died today, without waiting tomorrow.
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