What’s left from us

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I know! There’s no much
Only a couple of illusions
And a sick demented hope
Nothing much for us…

Can you pick up the pieces?
Of you…
For me…
Without each other…

Say no more
There is always love
There always be
For the magnificent bond between the sunset and us…

Simple pieces of pain
A little box with both our hearts
And a coffin left behind
It’s what’s left from us.

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