O my God , i lost my mind in that thoughts , but i know is my fault because i want to write so ...
I'm so tired and i wish to sleep , but i can't , i have so many things to do today . But in a final i decide , what i do and what i write now . I will translate a poem write by me .
Welcome to home ,
Here where the people think you're crazy ,
Here where you will sleep with big dreams ,
Here where all disappeared ,
Play with their dreams and you will understand ,
The life is just an art ,
You will comprehend , who easy is to get their the minds ,
You will can be the strongest ,
You will can be the strongest ,
Ably ,
Horn-mad ,
But artist ,
Artist of the minds ,
But no many people can have what you have ,
Few will know as you are unique on the terra ,
But however just you will can kill lives ,
Just you with your eyes lost in my ideal .
Lost in every minute ,
But genius in every second ,
For you , the man are just a marionette ,
Controlled , by demonic minds .
Minds broken by reality ,
What an hide .
What can seem else ,
But actually are with all something else .
You , child born for to create :
Art , Whises and magic ,
You learn ,
As the soul dictates , but the body misses .
P.s. I don't know if are perfect , i hope and kisses for readers .
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