Task: Poem Generation
Input (English): Blind to pain
Output (English): blind to my pain ignore my thought never want to gain the pain of lose another all the urge i have fight i use to look to my father but he's go to brooklyn father day be come i'm face this world in sin the bird wont stop hum the song of heaven forgiveness be what i'm crave i've know this since i be eleven my heart be tire of wait for you to come back and save me