the river of oblivion
once upon a time i found a pure endless precious love..
i made a couple of flowers for her and tosed them into a dark blue river and i found myself lost in my expression of those white
stones that belong to the river...
i just sat and cry by her side i was lost in my small universe of sadness..where is my heart my love is it lost,again?forgotten into the river of oblivion!
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