my face bow ,,
and all the memories of the pain ..
back to invade me
for a moment I was silent ....
glaring at the wounds that once scratched ...
I lift this face ...
I gazed into the gray sky ...
holding back the tears that are reluctant to drip again
the sound began to make me stiff ...
felt the wound was tying my mind ...
in this place ,, used to laugh with it
and in this place jg q is delivered by tears ...
leaving all your tracks ....
and I understand a little ....
before q sick more than that ...
GOD split the love grip qt ...
and end all the challenges of our hearts
who are full of your false promises