Tuesday, March 29, 2016

Oh man, this is hard, struggle my friends
Everyday can be youth but time is out of hand
My legs stretch like the branches of the trees
But everyone knows, soon it will somewhere to be reborn again
Join me my love, I don’t wanna be home to reminded
My pockets is poor and your wisdom seem to be well

How are you, the ones I seem to forget
Forgive me, life can be such a rush
And you my dear; something like a dust, already left
There is so many things that you can see and cost me blame
And the ceilings they burst with pouring of the rain
So you can leave me my old acquaintance
Lets not hurry, there is always a place to say goodbye


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