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Your lustful eyes when looking,
glue to the shaped form,
bring Heaven down to Earth
mind's, the endless trail forget.

Cry as much as you want but be happy...
your son lives near the house
with Love his father, have to remember
he want you together, to be there.

In peacefull bed you can sleep
in peaceful bliss your son lives!

Inspired by the book 'Brothers Karamazov' by F. Dostoevsky

This is a translation of the poem Κόλαση: Δεν Αγαπάνε by Lionara S.T.M.O.L.

Saturday, March 25, 2017

Topic(s) of this poem: alive,dark side,death of a friend,eyes,happiness,love and life,sleep

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