You hurt my love
The day that you hurt my love
I though I was born again
Because the reality woke me up
I was caught up very well
In one of your snares
And I was next to madness
That kind of madness
Who never knocks at the door
But goes directly into house
And slams you down
To the ground
I clung desperately to something
It was an eye book
I took the eye and I crushed it
Like I crushed a walnut
To eat its content
I read it very quickly
It was like a breathing space
And one day I realized
The meaning of our love
It was involuntary
It was unconscious
It was hypocritical
And it was demagogy
And this is why
It could not fulfill its destiny
Then I opened both my eyes
And I did not save this love once again
But I letted it die forever
poem by Marieta Maglas
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