Desert

Diadema Tristis

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Always... like always,
What is already known
I never could imagine

My illusions keep being untouchables
Maybe, i go
Perhaps, i return.

Always the empty hands, and the extended arms,
Looking for...

I had no more tears,
You are the desert that suffocates me in loneliness,
You are the illusion...

Always waiting for you,
To drink my tears,
To cease my thirst.