9 mars 2007
NO TIME TO LIVE
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Time begins to burn itself upon me
she'd given everything that was hers to give
and then she turned around and found that there was no time to live
(No one of us have ever seen her lonely face)
Time it was,
And what a time it was,
It was...
A time of innocence,
A time of confidences.
Long ago...it must be...
I have a photograph.
Preserve your memories;
They're all that's left of you.
pour S.
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