The day I tried to endure without you,
seems like a place inside a overcast cloud.
I feel your every spirit in my heart,
seems like a cavalry seeing Jesus.
I strive to climb the utmost piece-
but I just can't, my tears just collapse to my face.
I tried to rest from your memoirs,
but I just can't breathe without you.
For every time your memoirs come,
A depth so superficial I must swam,
Every day without you by my side,
I feel I'm crucified.
Yes I tried to be out of you,
But your memoirs just won't let me go.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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