WITHOUT STOPPING
I pursue my love without stopping
On vast walks of my soul
Inside this love, my journey,
At the same time it hurts and so calm.
Feeling your disdain, I despair
And almost giving me senseless,
Missed to the world that no more want.
So much love that always has been.
Avid to know where you went
At the time that you lived other trails
Do not even feel, but causing such wear,
I relive such ragged nostalgia.
I know that nothing remains the fact,
Burned of the drawer that picture ...
LOURES
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