Hurt by a notion in the mist
Jaded by the former bliss
Dreaming of all we used to be
Memories of being free
Missing you is all that’s true
The way we used to be
Before the day you were taken from me
Before they shaded your eyes and blinded you
Oblivious to my love
Sister, princess, love
Held by visions of you
Before you were lost in a shadow
A notion in the mist
for the life of me I cannot believe
we'd die for these sins
we were merely children
This is another poem for the girl, who I lost, I saw her only yesterday, for the first time in a year and a half, but she is a shadow
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is a very heartfelt beautiful poem.