Life is too good to complain

 Must be relieved the worse pain

I wish to been a mountain!


Days come and go like a train

But my heart is full of pain...


Stop up and open wide

Take a look at colored wall

Put it in the reverse rail !

My eyes need to have a rain

Put it in the reverse raillll....

Hmmm...You know everything...

Help me.



I'd rather not to say!



دسته ها : Poping as a poem
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