Wednesday, August 9, 2000

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You are my death

You are dead, but not in my heart. Sometimes I cried
to despair, without that I wanted it h? Tte.
I admire your courage, the anscheindend nothing to ckschreckte?.
But now I know that the only thy was? usseres.
You are dead, but not in my heart. Sometimes
tr? Rooms and I imagine that everything else came w re?.
But I know that this will remain only a wish. If a storm is raging outside
or when it rains, it starts on my skin to Brickeln. Then I remember
me of the time when you were still there.
You are dead, but not in my heart. Sometimes I cry
to despair without I want it.
will move your soul, wherever, they will live, finds where they rest.

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