Let us live without...
without dreams...
what is surround?
Is only tears...
I am living...
in darkness night...
I want to see...
A spot of light...
my son is cry...
my daughter too
even the trees...
will say goodbye.
There are no leaves...
cover my corpse...
and every thing...
had gone away.
The small dreams...
had been stole...
and lost, and lost...
from children’s eyes...
I want to say...
something. But I...
Have water inside...
my mouth. And eye...
I want to talk...
About my pain
my heart start...
to bleed again.
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