...him, loneliness and me......he, always asking me..., me, cold, sad as the autumn that passes, slowly, with lazy steps. But he's with me, him…loneliness.... him!!
``...in your arms I do not desire to stay anymore...``
….loneliness….
...he looks at me, sad, lost... i call out to him ... his fire burns me .... my arm desires his forehead... but my arms strech out for nothing because these fire I do not desire ...
….loneliness and me…
by Anna
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