stories

i remember quite clearly now when the story happened
the autumn leaves were floating and measured down to the ground
recovering the lake where we used to swim like children
on the sun would dare to shine
that time we used to be happy
well, i thought we were
but the truth was that
you had been longing to leave me
not daring to tell me
on that precious night
watching the lake vaguely conscious
you said...our story was ending

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the rain was killing the last days of summer
you had been killing my last breath of love
since a long time ago
i still don't think i'm gonna make it through another love story
you took it all away from me
and there I stand, I knew I was gonna be the one left behind
but still I'm watching the lake vaguely conscious
and I know...my life is ending


記於14042005