pains. pains in the heart.
she raised pains, disorders, hate along her way. she raised only bad things. it was inevitable. or maybe not.
she went away, with two tears along her cheeks. tears of rage, tears of pain. but she was guilty, and she knew that.
pains. pains in the heart. she's still walking, slowly, slowly.
she shouldn't turn back, but she made it. and she goes slower, slower.
she raised pains, and she was guilty. but in front of her there is still a little light, a light of hope. it couldn't go worse. but the light is there. it's far, but there is.
she turned back, with only a little grain of hope in the heart, and she said: please, please, please, please, please. excuse me. please, please, please. excuse me.
with hope to be followed, she's still walking. please, follow me. please, don't stop far from me.
with pains in the heart, i've vertigos, when i see you.
a vertigo that i'll never forget.
excuse me.



model: sara.
sorry to everyone for the sad story.

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