I lost a friend, one of my best,
Guilty my heart pounds impulsively...

A memory lost of the taste of pedals,
Her roses taste like sweet-abyss...

A cursed memory of a past relation
To remember the past memories, a desolation...

Missing your touch... ; Soft,
Missing your lips... ; Sweet...

Here lies my beloved angel.
Whom death has taken; Her soul...

Embrace me in the numbness in me,
Kiss me and, and, and shatter my soul...

As i stare at you
and desire you from afar...

I believe utterly; If I wait.
Maybe she will see...

Oh my beloved Tarah...
How I wish you were to read these words...

Oh oh oh...
He who hears; Listen...

*My secret Job...

End my misery on thought I alas despise so much...
My Heart filled with bitterness and hatred re-done...