Pain
I must survive, withstand and face things on my own.
I'm broken and forlorn, I want to cry aloud,
But no one's there to help, feels like I'm just a clown.
The bile is rising, bitter, I feel so disappointed,
I feel like blindly turning against the whole mankind.
I used to be a king once, but I was not anointed,
So I reject the throne and poor shreds of my mind.
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Лора Смайл 23.01.2011 18:40 Заявить о нарушении