Hurt
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Sandra Feldman
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The white flower
Of my memory,
Opens up
To remembrances
Of you,
Then reality,
Steps up!
And I don't know
What to do...
For it hurts
So very much!
To be living
Without you,
And the emptiness
Is such!
That it even hurts
To touch,
The loving memories
We knew...
Bu şiiri puanla
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