Sitting on the corner alone,
don´t know what to do so..
give a medicine for a broken heart
´cause from real world it´s so far
Nobody can hear it
sayin´:“ Yes, I can forgive!“
It´s just cryin´ quietly
probably waits for someone´s helping.
But the hope is so small
bullet for the broken heart..
Says:“ It´ll be good and it´ll be better,
but the dark is there forever.
Feeling shamed ´cause of lies
like plant without water dies.
Fallen so deep to dark,
one poor broken heart.
Like leaves in cloud of autumn,
sun not shining. Nowhere, nomore..
Screaming voices in its mind.
But it was nice and it was kind!!
Can´t believe noone now.
Please help one person somehow.
Down the face falls one sad tear,
so much pain and so much fear.
No loudly, so quietly and slow,
heart is dying and nomore..
People don´t want to see sad face,
so it´s going from that place.
Finding field for its head
with no smile, it´s so sad.
No so loudly, but so quietly,
broken heart died slowly.
´Cause from real world it was so far
bullet for the broken heart...
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