We Are Sick

This one is not a poem but a song...
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We are sick
And the only solution is to finish this old world
We had burned by ourselves so long ago
We're in the cage, at the end of our tether
We are ready to bite our heads off

Let us be candid: we can't go out of these problems we made
Don't you be a liar, I had seen the end of these plays we composed
So, remember...

[refrain]:
At the day when we died
We had out our hearts
And the song of our morn was gone
At the day when we tried to return our lives
We had no chance to end this war

We have lost our dreams in the spotless of our minds
And we can't see the mistakes we made
We destroyed our bridges that had led to the stars
And we can't see the hearts we have broken

Let us be candid: we can't go out of these problems we made
Don't you be a liar, I had seen the end of these plays we composed
So, remember...

[refrain]:
At the day when we died
We had out our hearts...

Heal me...
Heal me...
Heal me...

28, April
2011