Saturday, 14 January 2012

The Bee

Honey, when I open my eyes from a long coma, I want to see you, but you are not there. Are you not happy that I am not dead, do you really think that I know who you are, a dream, not real. Tell me what else can I do to come close to you, I tried to die but I couldn't, I'm sorry, come back to me, my love, don't be sad.

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