Saturday, July 15, 2017

The same sad


Do you know 
The same sadness at the end of the world 
Though the sun rises from the east every day  
There is no dream  
Only the cry in the shadowy place    
If you go ahead           
The realistic appearance of the world will appear in front of you 
That is the truth  
Nobody would like to mention  

There is no any hope of the life of me 
I live only because I am live 
Hatred, power andsecularare not will to compromise for me  
I can not give up my bottom line too 
For my exhausting,the deceased have been forgotten  
It has been lucky to escape from their place   

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