In my head, it is
burning, stronger
than my eyes,
making me cry.

In my head,
smokes, like thick
clouds shading
my soul from the
strength of rays.

In my head,
i feel the colors that
painted our happiness
fade away,

In my head,
an aroused flame
drying out the life
in my little heart.

In my head,
I see your space empty,
and the memory
still strong.

In my head,
there is grief.

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