Innocence is lost when this little being grown,
Today's man, dressed in black and lost the fantasy.
Eye broken for the monotony that surrounds it died!
Tears run and it will not come back, lost his joy!

After a test or any student celebrates fades,
But it recognizes the effort is what we deserve,
However this student never cared what he said,
Whatever he wrote during the evaluation that was deserves!

More beautiful is the plant without water vanishes,
Lost the scent, hidden in the glass of clear water,
Food we had whilst everyone to forget,
He lacked courage, he lacked affection, had herbicide!

Like any beautiful flower disappears from hand to hand,
When importunate heart who appears in her life.

Never arrived in time to make the right choice
Can never show the fruit of his inner being,
Never thought of that was done your heart
Only beheld the exterior color and smell!

But there is enough evil in the world on his shoulders,
Is not that why you were born, or we condemned,
Pure heart who have not lost their color or smell,
Even if it is the will of the world that condemned!



The petals their cry tears of blood,
Because this has become the color of the eyes selves,
Changed its exterior but inside is cheerful iceberg!
It's the colors that did not take a heart. Amorinhos.

Within a dream he awoke his dead rose petals,
As in other games, has not looked back, and never returned!

Author: Anthony Benigno
No true love should bring pain, should not be born if it was not his intention to live!