Kamis, 21 Februari 2013

OUR OLD DAYS










I Miss This Time
When We Were Together
When We Were Always Fine
When There Wasn't Any Tear
When Our Hearts Were Clear
When We Hadn't Something To Fear



When We Were Young
When We Were Brothers And Lovers
When We Dreamed To Marry
When We Pleased Our Grow Up To Hurry
When We Dreamed To A Small House
When We Used Our Eyes To Talk Not Our Mouth



Now Everyone go to a side
No One Here Can Help Or Guide
Our Dreams are Dieing
Everyone Has His Own Pride
I Won't Let You Or Anyone To hurt it
We Gotta Live This Life



With or Without Wife
With Or Without Friend
I Don't Wanna To Find a Dead End
I Don't Know If , i'm Stupid Or My Mind is bigger than me
But I Know That One Day You Will Need Me
Alone Better aren't Just A Words To See it Or Hear
It's Way To Live Your Life Without Pains Or Fear

Poet: Alone Better

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