Wednesday, June 11, 2008

Sorrows Were Sweet

The soundless scream of my inner,
tried to awaken a doubtful winner;
I should prove to them nothing,
'cause this world never had been listening.

I want to talk
but they reside into noi sy sidewalk
I want to sing,
but in their ears live sting

I want to die,
but my shoelaces were not yet tied
And I want to quit,
but I realized that sorrows were sweet.

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