exile

my being revolves around the ring I have slept on several briefcases more than once I cried with you my half not to cope with the heat of the place forever and ever I do not wish to remember unfavorable wind it still blew in the eyes of the poor dust rubbed off the scars he showered his salty tears and suffering which bit between the hearts I turn on the light I ignite the faith I wandered from the corner to the corner like an old gray rookie you don't see how fear swallows a man a bite for a bite and yet a helpless fist I hit the table like a nail embrace me love me I do not remember I wish to time unfavorable blast it still blew the poor man's eyes erased traces of dust he showered salty tears and pain which bit between the hearts I turn on the light I light up hope