no more word can be spoken,
between the fragility of the weary souls,
where tears and blood flowing,
heaven shining not with gray clouds, collapse.
ignorance become a scapegoat,
hope scattered in the air of gloom,
world built on dreams,
once lamented, covered hollow.
ah, the season of an aging,
feelings, take it to the end of period,
pulse which not passionate,
stop all this heart rate,
I was over ...
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