thank you cry (poem)

Red rides the perfect present domestic

If you go, and do not return,
not find, evidence of that,
not find, to our children,
no wait, you scream again.

If it do not come back, I do not really,
I leave my life, no turning back
I'm doomed, unfortunate,
'm wearing, that you have castrated

But today my book, give your torture,
play, with your follies,
and I'm tired, I leave,
and if I never, not see you.

No turning back, oh no no more,
ay no sadness, because mourn,
if you go, today I book
I'm not yours, thank you cry.

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Money can buy a house but not a home.
Money can buy a bed but not sleep.
Money can buy a clock but not time.
Money can buy a book but not knowledge.
Money can buy position but not respect.
The money can pay a doctor but not health.
Money can buy blood but not life.
Money can buy sex but not love.

Live every moment as the last and life is too short to live in negative