I’ve never seen the real light,
The moon came down on me tonight,
Its freezing shining scared me out,
What would I do my breath without?
Can share my tears with you,
But they are not for you,
A cup of salt water in me,
I need somebody to see.
I will come to the internal end,
With no one holding my hand,
I don’t know what’s the color of suffer,
What’s the difference makes it all differ.
May be searching for light is the fashion?
They all say- I can save your condition,
My friend is looking for very great words,
But life is boring there is no any gods.
The light
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