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Poetry #2
Violin Romance #2 - Beethoven |
He never wanted to wake up,
that man.
He lies in his bed, dreaming
Dreaming of a dream of
a life once seen.
For there is no more life
No more happiness
No more nothing
Nothing to hold on to
Besides the faint beating of
her dying heart.
He lies still and allows
no one to enter his internal slumber
For he enjoys the sun in his sleep
the warmth.
And there's no more sun,
only darkness
Darkness that goes through
the pretentious light.
For he won't forgive himself
For there is no more hope
No more light
No more warmth
No more happiness
As he blames himself for her death
And nothing else.
Poetry #1
Moonlight Sonata |
And beneath the moonlight
there was you.
It was a never-ending love story,
like the never-ending rain
and the never-ending solitude
of a love foretold
of a love forbidden
of a love never to be spoken of.
It was like the canopy
like the river cleaning itself
and making its way to the depths
of the sea
to the depths of your heart
of your soul.
For your heart is a heart of stone
and you have chosen to be free.
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