IRC-Galleria

Like a wounded bird you were,
so little, so fragile.
All alone and so, so afraid.

I took your hand,
I huged you.
I told you,
everything darling,
everything is going to be allright.

You looked at me,
and smiled a little.
You looked at me,
with those big dark eyes of yours,
and smiled to me.

Your look was so full of trust,
so depending.
Your eyes were saying:
"Yes, rescue me!
Take away my pain and love me.
Oh, please,
don't ever,
never ever go away!"

Did I deceive you?
For the name of god,
did I?!

Did I give you any good?
Any love,
any hope?

You were dying when you came,
you were dying when I left,
you were dying the age of eight.

Were you alone when you left?

.:For ever loving you:.