lundi 3 septembre 2012


Your pale skin next to mine
At that time when
it was only a game,
among friends.

Our childhood memories.
Sweet mischiefs and innocence,
Imaginary worlds and complicity,

Could I have helped you?
Wasn't there anything they could do?
Could I have seen it coming?
I wish I could still do something.

But all I can do is keep you in my heart
And cherish these memories.

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