In the distance. Original poem.
. My silence is totally silent Distance, condition of comfort The urge to cry arises at the moment I couldn't be right to describeIn the distance.
when the scandal of your love
comes to the meeting of thoughts
that are kept above.
for the anguish of the wounded chest
that in a bygone time, already remote,
always had the best.
of wanting to be with you again
and in the distance I see some small boats
that drift away with the rushing rain.
all the sadness that I feel
and in the midst of the spoil
I think I'm a flattened wheel
and in the silence of the distance
I shut up and kneel.
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Super gorgeous write:)