If I could take back those words
The ones I wispered in your ear
At an impetuous moment
An outburst of genuine trust
Love, passion, undivided admiration
I wouldn't, I couldn't, I wouldn't dare
For you are a scar in my teenage heart
That I never want to see erased
The wound is healed,
But the mark of the tears will never dry up.
I'll keep you alive
In the shadow of that eclipse
Every time I see the sun of innocence fade
I will know that the memory of you is safe behind the moon.
Luciana B. Vieira
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