I sense that a strange is going to born
Someone that in a happy past was like my shadow
Your words are losing meaning as time goes.. what remains are just the memories of our friendship
You became a stone.. my words reach you but they cannot say nothing..
I should had act differently... please don't die for me!
I was so brusque.. I, myself helped society to kill you
Now, isolated from everything and everybody.. I cry my precious loss
I can just only ignore your absence .. like you are doing
I finally understood ..
I don't want to touch more in this wound.. it hurts me bad
I don't want to touch more in this wound.. it hurts me bad
25-11-96