miércoles, 6 de abril de 2011

A little poem

A noisy scream that none will hear
they are the thoughts on my mind,
something I need to bear
and all emotions I have inside.

This way have been rough
 though your disdain is worse,
and my heart is dying in the smog
in your actions like a curse.

I hope you like it, and please comment

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