I have a very good life
Maybe I have lost something
Something which can change my life.
If I see it,
I must bring it.I think it's a key,
Which can open my life.
But it's not à knife,
Which can stop my life.
No, I'm sure it's a friend.I am alone,
I want not à crown
I just want a friend
Who can speak with me
Until the end.But anyone like me
Everyone hâte me
Mum and Dad I'm sorry,
I can not continue like this
And finally I choose the knife.
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Un parfum de poésie
PoesíaChaque jour ma plume écrit Vous ouvrant ainsi mon cœur Pour le bonheur, le malheur Pour les rires ou pour les cris.