When I go, I do not want you to cry , stay silent , not saying words , memories and lives , comforts the soul. When I fall asleep , respect my sleep, I sleep for something , for something Im gone . If you feel my absence , look for me in my house. Ill lend you my room, my pillow, my bed , and when its cold , wear my scarves. You can eat all the chocolate and drink your wine I left saved . Listen to that issue that I liked , use my perfume and water my plants . If you clog my body , I have no pity, runs into space , free your soul feels the poetry, music , song and let the wind play with your face . Besa good land , take all the water and beer can. Never utter the word death . It is sometimes forgotten that sad to live and die a thousand times to be remembered. When you fall asleep , do not bring me flowers to a bitter grave, crying with all your strength implies that the world is alive and marches . The flame will not be turned off by the simple fact that it is no more . The men who live never die, they sleep at times , of small moments , and the infinite dream is just an excuse. When I go and stretch out your hand , and youll be sealed contact me , and although I do not see , and although palpes me , know that Ill always be by your side. Then one day , smiling and vibrant , you know not turned to leave.
Posted on: Sat, 08 Mar 2014 05:44:08 +0000
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