O heart, what is the only eye waiting again for a moment you dont have a tail like winter in your spring regret
I still loved your tent I remember the fire to Ashion again without you I must stay alone Come silent Suture Still Suture Hope Still Tired of this Tired Heart Still Still on Your Eyes Sitting Your Love
In the world of the world Everyone has a star Why is it when our turn has no place
for me for me lonely, no pain
I have to stay alone Read the moment of death Read Lonely Poetry Come Silence your edges Still bloodshed My heart is still Still unpublished
Come full of hope this tired heart is still tired .
