MY silence crept forword like tin
soldiers, yelling, left, right.left, right,
MY barricades break into this derelict
paradise, leaving only chalky cement,
and a strange vision filled with love and
pain.
MY dream ends , and silence fills my
room again, but some thing is different,
some thing has changed..........
I like this one a lot - your silence speaks to me. avr
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
dont worry david i took care of the blob, i dont like people being nasty to my friends i gave you a ten for the tin soldiers Warm regards allan