another day...
another hour...
you get so lost
in your own world...
you would forget
there was an hour
to meet your friend
but then again
your friend is dead
and you´re lost again
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another day...
would bring back smile
it won´t be yours
but will be there
another day...
in not near future
it could be there for me again
another day...
in not near future
the memories will keep the pain
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem