There are moments where I can't keep quiet. Moments where I want to drown in my own tears.
If there was I way I could get apart of you, there will be no secrets for me to hide anymore.
Your death reminds me of somebody who don't exist.
The love that I create to show the world that you were there with me.
A soul who is not real, a body that never exist. Caresses and nothing, everything is wrong.
I want back something that my own imagination create itself. A demon that I gave birth to. I miss you, I love you, but why...?
You're only real in my imagination, in my mind.
Silent I walk in shame.
May God blame me for creating such a disturbing image.
A story with no sense, just love, no reality.
Something disturbing, something that hurts.
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