R.I.P. Marco Simoncelli
Might be today
We are dreaming
About his smiles
Joy of life
Ride of the star
In him
We was stunning still
For the reason
He is the star
On the roaring road
The same fame of passion
His life was gone
And my tears is pouring
Upon the curly wavy hair
Sweet smile
His passion
Is his destination.
poem by Malaya Roses
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