When the Moon rise on the sky,
Fragments of memories are coming back.
Is hard to live in the shadows of the past....
A song plays slowly in the background,
The words are barely understandable
Unhealded wounds are bleeding now...
You stole my heart and I stole time,
Just to stay cuddled in your arms.
So now we are damned not to see the light.
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