Struggle

I can't lend my tears

I can't sharpen my rusty swords

I can't die for love anymore

'Cause there's no more my dear

The last one too

I reserved for myself

 

i'm not there anymore

in quarrels for no reason

In unanswered questions

And in dirty dreams

 

I allow now

to get lost

my mortal love

I believe because

However, by this

It will wear out less

My old tired heart

                                     Posted by Murat Guzel