You can never make me.You can never shake me. Only in a dream there is someone to save me. Lost in your eyes. I'm gone, when there is so many places i could be. I'm off in a distant place Gabriel hold my hand. Sieze the tears running down my face. In this deranged world, you never notice that the ones that are stronger go down the slowest.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
very fantastic work especially the form of the poem.....the starting line and the ending line are superb.