Poezie
A season without you
1 min lectură·
Mediu
I only meet your eyes
in my thoughts
for so much spring
my veins went ill
my thought lost itself
among wax spaces
only one message
from you
don\'t come anymore
I\'m not hungry
I don\'t
want to run
but I have a bitter mouth
the toothpaste
I lend it to you
long time ago
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