The Memory's Shivers

Memories are breaking
Like a splintered mirror
And sticking together
Like a vase of museum
Do not console me
Don’t pick up shivers
I’m in a window
Reflection (of) its brilliance

Living in the glamorous past
And currently fighting
With the time that lasts
Never forgetting (the) love
Has been thrown like a stone
Thrown like a “pinball”
And gone

Memories are breaking
Like a splintered mirror
And sticking together
Like a vase of museum
But feelings are not!
They fly every time
Like a different shimmer
And they always survive
In the heart of
Miraculous hero