Cinnamon Diamond was here name

They called here nothing special

Fallen forgotten

But still in memory

Tragedy and hope still fights

Listen to sounds of bullets
Falling from sky
Like raindrops from hell

The ticket from the clock
Beating souls from timeless ends
Jokers to the left

In whispering thoughts
Cinnamon diamond was here name

Rise and shine

Never forgotten

Hope and tragedy the fight is won

Real love is written
Cinnamon Diamond in dreams
Make you sweat

Poetry by Mr painter
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Written on 2010-07-10 at 17:39

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