We were fading away the desire
at the farewell party,
I forgot
the first date
when the glances were lost
by the approach
and accustomed
to the freedom of hours,
days,
weeks,
I obviate the future unity of the years,
commitment,
bitterness and sweetness to come.
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When I close my door
PoetryI dedicate this work to all the friends who are left in the heart. To all those who love me. In When I close my door, a social interest and a renunciation for the sake of communication is explicit, the subject destroys his exterior, recomposes himse...
