Do You?

 In no particular order
Heart bleeds to bend
Scrapping the floor
Little by little lost

For the sun scorched
Mercilessly hitting the top
Yet stunned at the moon
Stained by the rose

They called it
"Pre-run to life"
But begging souls
Poured out poor words
Seeking riches within the reach

But the story remain the same
Matters over impossible tales
Holding tell buttons
To fled the sense
Un-argued to take the stand
As this was the case of angel's

"Do you remember my pain!?"