lunes, 25 de junio de 2012

Without


Without

sometimes you feel angry,
with a world without dreams,
wherever you're going,
whatever you're doing,


blood is everywhere,
where people don´t care.
sometimes, you don´t know why...
sometimes, you just wanna cry...


without dreams,
living together,
without peace,
war is forever.


darkness has its own home,
you let it be, being wrong...
can you change your mind,
if everyone likes lying?


without dreams,
living together,
without peace,
war is forever.

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