It hurts me
And this does not have to do it
In your eyes to see tears
Is like
The night without moon
The day without sun
The sky without stars
Is like
Trip without return
Leave it
Does not want to ask me
how much greasepaint melts
How much pain one stands
How many words without sound
You have hurt me long enough
I do not admit it any more
Escape from your look
For me is never there.
He should not cry
Never
Even if he no more
Proud warrior is.
„Leaves tears to the women,
They know how better with it to go
If they cry
If one feels the day and the night,
If is longing and grief
Loneliness.
If you cry
If it hurts only my heart, so:
Leave it.“
All rights belong to its author. It was published on e-Stories.org by demand of Meike Schrut.
Published on e-Stories.org on 25.10.2009.
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