Tossing and Tortured 'Till Dawn

I come back to you now, at the turn of the tide.

Friday, February 11, 2005

I asked you why, but the tears clogged your eyes, and you could not speak but a word
Thus muted, instead, you lifted your head, and softly sang this verse:

"Y ahora, me dejo de aqui sola,
No se donde fue mi'alegredad
Quizas, persigue tu sonrisa,
Si es verdad, deciria 'Que le encuentre,'
Cuando me ha ido,
nuestra cuento se acaba.
De donde ire, nunca puedo volver,
De donde ire, nunca puedo volver"

You kissed my cheek then, my tears met with yours, and we held a final embrace
May you find what you seek, -- you deserve no worse.


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