penalties alone, today I have
friendship, only now I have cravings
of uprooted
heart and put it under a shoe. Today
greens that dry thorn,
today is a day of tears in my kingdom, now
download on my chest lead
discouraged discouragement.
I can not stand Star.
And I seek death by the hands
looking knives with affection, and I remember that
ax,
and I think at the highest
bell for a quietly somersault.
If not why? ... I do not know why, my heart
write a last letter, a letter that I
stuck there,
would an ink of my heart,
a source of syllables, farewells and gifts,
and you stay here I say to the world.
I was born in Bad Moon.
I have the pain of a single penalty
worth more than all the joy.
A love has left me with his arms folded
and I can not lay them to more.
my mouth Do not you see how disappointed, dissatisfied
what my eyes?
The more I look the more I grieve:
cut this pain? Scissors?
Yesterday, tomorrow, today
suffering for everything my heart sad goldfish bowl,
nightingales criminal dying.
I spare heart.
Today, disheartened, I
the most hearts of men,
and most, even the most bitter.
do not know why I do not know why or how
I let my life every day.
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