Seventeen
Seventeen hard stones,
cold from the outside in.
Strained smiles
and heavy sadness.
Intelligent agony.
Caresses not void of love.
But love is feint
Love is distant.
Cupid´s blind arrow
The Virgin´s tear drop
Her son died alone
Time his only friend
Take pity away from your gaze
And let me live...
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