Rookie (22.02.1992 / Konya)

For Beloved

When I was at pains to get over my gashes
I resembled a snowdropp trying to raise her head
And I were left with your ashes
As if you were a fire …
I thought you would never give up this
How hopeless I were and smashed to bits! ! !

I still suffer from the same aches
No matter years having passed and my wealthy

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