unfinished

The boy

that we use to call her boyfriend

put for us a song

She told him to put this,

"just in case something goes wrong"

but she didn't talk it seriously

because,

she didn't believe

the she would pass away

in such way

in the only way that she used to be pleased

on the winged motorcycle

on the road way

freely

What a bitter irony

such a destiny

or it would be better to say

it was a fate,

that fate would prevent her to get way?

In the choise of that the song

was she feeling?

was she telling the anedocte

that she endured all life long?

what a bad taste joke!

because

since that day,

Our lives all became night

for so long , so long time

but time dosn't relieved our pain

at least for me, it have been painfull the same.