can yanıyor elbette…the hurt is immense, of course…

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[Image Credit: Lover of Sadness]

gecelerin koynuna girerken

özlemine yaralarımı seriyorum

can yandıkça yanıyor

gündüzler ateş pahası…

while i slip to the bosom of the nights

i spread my scars upon the urge i have for you

the soul aches and aches

days are ablaze in their rarity… 

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

Written and translated to English on 6.26.2015

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