my tears fall on my cheek, as a flood...
my soul loathed the world, and all what`s around..
my heart destroyed, from every thing..
from this world and it`s pains...
and my life lost it`s sense..
o my god, whom created this world,
please mercy me, , ,
or my life, please take it back to you,
to be there with you, without pains,
pains from this life...
all my castles` dreams destroyed..
and my life became as a drama...
which my tears talks now about it...
here became no more roses,
rather a thorns..
which it only wound a soul, and more hurt it...
and became no more poems in my life,
to sing with it...
became tired from my life and this world..
and all what i need, just to erase it..
so mercy me my lord, ..
mercy me, from this life and its pains...
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