The wildest spirit runs my world...
The childish fears always hurt
I try to find myself in love
Hope flies away like little dove
My soul’s in body like in cage
So tired of life in youthful age
I learn to see the joys again
Just have a walk in pouring rain
Rainwater washes off my tears
Strong wind will fight away my fears
I’ll start a new life all alone
And this dead circle will go on...
19.04.06
The wildest spirit runs my world...
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