quarta-feira, 5 de setembro de 2007

One precious painter shine
Going gently in ashes up the sky
Flowing in sacred prayers
From all her loved ones
All around today, will never be fine.

A tear of relief
But later on,
Comes grief.
She is gone
And so free
No despair
A tear of relief…

One precious painter star now shines
More than ever
Somewhere looking (?) at us from above, in the sky?

Free soul,
Love you death,
Miss you so,
In life once more.


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