Ana Maria

I thought I write some poems,
but not for you..
You have to live your own life,
you can't live mine too!
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There's a little boy somewhere,
In this word, all alone
He knows so well, that isn't fair
But you'll never see him moan.
...

Where are we going and why?
What is true and what's a lie?
Do we know what is our aim?
Why are there people without shame?
...

Your nail broke and you can't stop crying?
'Lady', people lost arms in wars and they aren't dying..
You gained a pound since last month you're saying?
'Lady', people starves to death and live by praying...
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Barely covered in white lace,
Wearing a sensual smile with grace,
She lighted a candle in the dark
And saw in his eyes a spark.
...

She was alive,
but something inside her
...just died,
Her soul
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When ice will burn, and wood will flow,
When the wind will stop and thunder will blow,
When a water drop will fade the sun,
When we'll fight to lose and die for fun,
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In the middle of the night,
When it's dark, there is no light,
You're alone, you sleep so tight
... Suddenly you feel the fright!
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