Witness of a miracle

I really need to be a witness of miracle,

I need to see this world as a beautiful

tired of this lame games around me

I am telling myself that I am created for great things.

I really need a hand to hold,

despite my weakness,to teach me how to be strong,

I have never been so alone...

hey,cruel world,

can we meet again,like we never knew each other? 

And yes,I need to be a witness of a miracle!

Cause my faith isn't enough for me to live

Let me be a witness of a miracle,

I miss the smile on my face,I miss the old me.

Hey miracle,I am waiting for you

Don't be late...

Don't be late ...

This poem is about: 
Our world


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