Risk en Eve

the waves swallowed up the traces of tears
i can't remember even the gently woven song

the transient, gloomy melody of the night
unable to laugh, i sing it to myself

"my sunken heart.. is still cold.."

as if this passion would not grow cold,
even my dreaming is stopped
the eternal life of the flower
echoes inside my closed heart

Risk en Eve for you...for me
in the lined up photo albums, i am nowhere to be seen..


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