Love is slowly burning
And turning
Desires into ashes
And finishes
With this end
Memory of friend
Who was once very close?
Now no more with me to pose
I vision a picture
That was seen as future
I know for sure
Destiny was never to be secured
I keep eyes open
And stare at heaven
Think about its lovely gates
And try to paint
I had decided this before
That I shall hold her
And adore
To part no more
It has turned into vapor
And now more
With me as an idol
Or beautiful soul
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Love is slowly burning And turning