Without a shade of pain and regret
We dream of eternity for our heart
Without a thought of death
Running back home
To find a veil of hope
Like a door to another world
Judging others for their imperfect life
Vices and skeletons in dark closets
Them, forever blind dreaming of light
But who we are but blind and poor
What could we ever endure
To the ones forever lost in this dark cold world
We walk and hope
Where others are just weeping in cold
We run and fly
Where others only could slowly die
We laugh and believe
Where none could ever live and forgive
We seek and live in the places so far
Dreamworlds of our deep hearts
Like a story of fire and ice
A hidden path to secret paradise
We live and still believe
When others could only weep
Through their eternal deep sleep
Their hatred made us forgive
And painted our way with white
Their evil turned them to stone
Teaching us feel the beauty within
While they are still blind
Linlin's Poetry 