See my soul sinking
In the sea of sadness
That rains from my eyes.
I want to think about every thing
Anything that will keep me free of
The nothing that remains.
In our encouters , you dressed in sun
Blinding my soul that boldly dares
Just to not see any other light again.
How many springs passed
Before my heart bloomed
When upon you I gazed?
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