I found my old notes…. To the man I lost to addiction ..
It’s raining!!
Looking at the end of the lonely road, you have condemned your image in the mirror to death ....
You whispered the tragic song of grief in the ears of the mountains ….
What curse made you forget the legend of the Sun??
And now the mountains, whose destiny was not to cry, are shedding tears over the hero of no epic ...
Looking at the end of the lonely road, you have condemned your image in the mirror to death ....
You whispered the tragic song of grief in the ears of the mountains ….
What curse made you forget the legend of the Sun??
And now the mountains, whose destiny was not to cry, are shedding tears over the hero of no epic ...
