A Choice
(in broken English, the only in my possession...)
I chose to fight with darkness,
in blood and eyes, and thoughts - no end.
I chose to keep my essence,
while feelings fade away - with age.
I chose to love with passion.
To be exactly what I am!
I chose: My lonely mission,
to shine awaken through my dreams...
I've chosen...
But seldom I succeed,
the rage to capture for a while.
To feel the faith in heart I need,
in Love and flowers, and my smile.
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I haven't chosen Town and Sea.
I haven't chosen Parents.
I chose the People who with me,
would meet the age and sadness.
29/05/01
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