"Amnesia"
My heart breaks, my pulse discouraged.
Cargo heavy luggage, souvenirs polluters.
Your absence is a storm that sweeps away my joy.
I am a dry tear, I'm a fallen branch.
And the saddest thing of all is to accept that
beg your kisses my lips,
the saddest thing of all is that you do not return,
do not come back, you go and forget me.
As if you had loved and my name had been erased.
As if once had written me your pen would have crossed me.
As if your body had all the empty memory.
As if you will use your strength and sealed your life.
Who will be my cure? Who gave me anesthesia? Like you have amnesia.
Amnesia.
I think in shades of night, I dream day penalty.
If I raise your voice rumbles ground and inclines me.
And the saddest thing of all is to accept that
beg your kisses my lips,
the saddest thing of all is that you do not return,
do not come back, you go and forget me.
As if I had loved and my name had been deleted
As if once had written me your pen had crossed me
As if your body had all the empty memory
As if you will use your strength and sealed your life
Who will be my cure? Who gave me anesthesia? Like you have amnesia.
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