I thought for hours and hours
For a best fitting word to determine
You with me your love which outpours
May I compare you to the sun?
But there will be the moon when sun's gone
May I compare you to the moon?
But there will remain stars when moon is gone
May I compare you to the spring?
But it will dawn again though now it's gone
Now you are gone it’s just emptiness
And only those tons of memories ringing
As a harness bell when the sad winds blow
Memories float towards my heart shore
I wish that those past memories
Would be a paper I could tore and throw
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