My hard work for us
In the last 12 years has been in vain.
Despite his inner fury,
As always ruins everything.
Cutting my sky blue
And it rained petals of ash,
In my empty garden...
My world falling apart, breaking
The alternatives to try again.
My forces are hiding from me,
Executioner fleeing their pleasure,
Deviates from its winding path...
In wanting everything for you, to rob me
What I am most precious
Myself!
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