the old Man

Gibbosity body,
not because of your age
Hair turn, also not by age,
but suffered a responsibility
you have to do tomorrow
is envisaged stark darkness Fees
life more heavy
heart to see fruit crumble heart
contemporary corn
While you have the burden of the old
All have in your shoulder
Therefore, The body suffered food ripen on the vine

Stars

High stars in the sky
friend decorate the beautiful full moon
night of my full perspective of my spare
beauty fascinated radiated a store
in my heart my store basis
in the illusion I fly to reach the stars
Reaching the moon,
I save it in the room
quiet day my illusions intact
after I Star return to
the Moon space
there is no fixed high pitch not achieve
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Disaster

Street children sweep,
sweep you off,
Since the morning of grief come and greet
It brought all that you have,
only the memories and tears left Self,
now you must Day-to-day stretch that is still a long
Avoiding reality
And sincerity is Looking for long struggle
Must be that you skip
As it is not digested
by the pitch you
about the second hundred of thousands
of lives go immediately,
but it is power,
Is owned by God
In order to remind us
As it is my hope to shake
Although quiet and your own life now
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New World

Bring in the green and rate
your new world you've found
the World meet in the beautiful butterfly
and fragrant flowers
Bring your smile and
stay a little time your childrenhood
you will go in a new world
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Center younger sister

We was born from the same womb
to the world the same fate,
but we throw in the parting-is space
in the east-west
I find our minds since the time off run
you with your stories own record in the region
I am here with my father, mother,
younger brothers and sisters
until the day old stories
we only count fingers meet
in the east and west so much death and the distance
to pick up my younger sister of men
that you go precedes
sweeten my house we live in reveal a witness's
brothers have my pan coastal fate
that we explore as a young girl
now I women dusk through the beach
a self no longer to shake
out of life now is
only like this for us as a sisters How
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i am not butterfly

I am not butterfly
yesterday we meet you kiss me
my first kiss,
my heart taste is virgin heart and unadorned blue
you identify me with the butterfly
until I will not at any time
you come into lovers for me
not a men who only come at night purely fraudulent,
meet women

broken again

I was looking through my grasp
the opportunity
I was willing to fly the space he
Or drop to the bottom Ocean
I will not complain pathetic
I will not scream
I have suffered pain or flying my desk is sinking
has disappeared Street children will come stroke

go!

After all over,
especially that you wait
and take yours away Quick!
Do not stare back Leave behind a silent,
stone, freezing of
some of life is the need to call on
then go on leave fragile Before I ask your settled.

seaman

It is better to step aside land,
wound up sailing
Giving full of heart for Better avoid
please turn off of my stay in the
rear side of your love
Because you only make the Meaning of separation,
the water will flow to Lightweight
feel you can insult the cowardliness my case
I did not pull any way I know this too steep for my self
We are mounting a is in the earth a different world
Finally I must say that the separate
count for the task you
submit the blue sea
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coffe

A cup of coffee

A cup of coffee is the inspiration
A cup of coffee is semangaat
A cup of coffee is a friend
A cup of coffee, agitated each day
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