Thirst

Thirst
Dried saliva
Spirit returned to the former old self
Cracks in the tongue
I become like a corpse
Heavy sweat
Dug in the dirt to find water
If this torment
Not Changing, O God
For your mercy in the afterlife
***
Groans graduated from internal
Screams above the sound of silence
If wrote that me death
Paradise is my resting place
My eyes looking to the clouds
Just I found shadow Darling
She was waiting
At sunset time
to Underestimate my fears
When I woke up... found just a dream

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Me
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