Monday, September 24, 2012



He never imagined life so
Marked by diverse and rude tone
That as much as brand disappoints
And this comes on the empty fuse,
Raging the past where I came from,
Even if fully show
The court turns and everything changes,
The world made in pain that is within me
Do not want to see any light though
As much as one can in the battle
In arduous life made in the open air,
Meeting which simply tried
And drink the illusion that both mind
While new corner audacious invention.


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