Category : Poems

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I was born while others died, 
They treated their lives like a lie.
 They tried to replace God,
I don't know where is the finish line...

Sadness drops tears in my eyes,
 I feel alone walking down the street.
  Hundreds of faces, 
 I don't know any of them.
 I was born alone, 
 I will die the same.

 My feet carry me through
  All the places I've been.
  Now even the cities seem 
  Different from the places I've seen.