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Lost

Myrna

Poeta recién llegado
Some days the sorrow hunts me…
those days are just unbearable to cross

Over and over again the memory of your presence seems to suffocate my hopes… to choke my strength

This thought is painfully confusing my heart and ruin my head…

Y need you here can’t you see? Can’t you tell my sweet for you I live?

One more night I’m crying in my dreams… Wishing you were mine… Wishing you were here…

Mi soul fades away… with this my tears I cry…
LOST AS IF I WERE YOURS AND YOU WERE MINE..
 
I've read it again, and I noticed two points:
1) I think it might be ruin with a gerund, because of the tense, but I'm not sure, may be you can tell me, and the
2) Wishing you were here sounds like Pink Floyd's song, doesn't it?
Anything else to say,
take care!

Sol.

PD: Well, and Y instead of I, y suppose that's a tapping mistake!
 
Beatiful even when pain and lonlÃ*nes are surrounding ur words im leaving now but my red pupils stay resting here from my litle land of illusions i send my best regards the lord alex
 

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