Poem

I CRIED 
I CRIED WITH MY HEART,
I CRIED WITH MY HEART,
WITHOUT THE TEAR IN A EYE,
I CRIED WITH MY HEART…. 
MOIST IN MY PILLOW,
WHEN THE SKY GETS YELLOW,
REMEMBERING THE FIGHT,
I HAV SPEND THE NIGHT, 
COFFEE BURNING MY LIPS
 MIND THINKING ABOUT TIPS,
HEAD FULL OF ATTITUDE,
AND HANDFULL WITH EGO,
I CRIED WITH MY HEART, 
I CRIED WITH MY HEART…..... 

life is the game

life is the game 
a hand full of aims 
with the different name 
for everyone who came.......
the starting point was the same
life is the game
life is the game




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