Mind it, Sin is a pin,
And 'am quite sure..
It will pierce,
At your bloomed heart,
When unseen blood will flow,
Ruined you, with force blow,
And there, think and think,
No Time to Repent.....
Then, life, yes life,
Life will be like a fish; off water,
When gaily-grief-grown in your mind,
Like a movie reel, It will rewind,
Then no light under the sun, you'll find,
Past will haunt, and remind and remind..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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When gaily-grief-grown in your mind, Like a movie reel, It will rewind, Then no light under the sun, you'll find, Past will haunt, and remind and remind.. A beautiful message.