Endless wishes scourge
me in the back, I only
you mindlessly recognizes
I'm afraid of how you blinded me.
I told you one day sad
You said the only oops.
What shall I answer that?
This emotional insanity
a race sings its way into poems.
I'm not a dreamer, still
Inside is fighting for the
love of all-volunteer army.
It battlefield is full of splinters,
and too bloody forward pass.
Love emblems cross, and the heart
swinging in the air,
they are attacked while
photo on the ticket.
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