Written by Romeo Dellavalle.

If the truth is significant,
Why won't they
Let me believe it?
That is the defense
And also the pretense
Which causes every emotion
And poisons my devotion!

I cannot take it,
I cannot leave it,
So I will be always guessing
Until at last I do recognize
The lover behind the mask!

The mystery is never solved
Neither has it been resolved
With an adequate conclusion
When the story is worn and
I know who has done it!

Now with each clue woven
In my surprising destiny's path,
A whispering note is attached
But no revealing my future
Neither my turbulent past,
It is just a simple question
Being asked!

Romeo Della Valle
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New York City

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