A bird
Of autumn habits
It mutters in my inner reason
That will not be the same anymore,
So far the position of my stars
Has changed,
That is pretty sure
The turn down of your sun.
A nemesis of oblivion
Emerges in the place of your love.
Fear flutters
In my deepest insides.
It's a supersonic bat
Ausculting the cavern
Of my heart.
I think I can’t anymore.
A bird
Of autumn habits
It mutters in my inner reason
That will not be the same anymore,
So far the position of your stars
Has changed,
That is pretty sure
The turn down of my sun.
A nemesis of oblivion
Emerges in the place of my love.
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