What is playing
him with my heart?
Will it be true of all
that is not love?
What does he play?
Is it a door,
with miserable reason,
to deep and creeping betrayal?
Is an infamy
What is going to happen?
I have horror in my soul
and the truth I hope nothing
happens.
He is like smoke!
As the clouds is!
It disappears
and he does not appear.
I better say goodbye
to this dark false
what hurts me,
See you soon, fantasy.
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