Always if I breathe,
I feel the pain,
your pain,
that also me touches,
that also break my heart ,
the pain,
your pain,
how I can breathe scarcely.
that pain
as a result of which
I steed are tortured
lies me short to my heart
and to my dead also.
it is not your error
that must you know,
it is finally not your life,
your life which will finish soon,
if this pain does not stop.
my life long more will not last
but did not indicate unfortunate
I of you will think….
I on your guards…
but firstly I want give your chance still long to live…
and for I forgets it if no longer can say
I say : good-bye I will miss you!
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