Kamis, 06 November 2014

My Wall is you

Sky, I wanna to write of mine
Land, I really to shed everything !
But, is the wind capable to recite it? 

My soul show dump
The fire and water be a mate, or be a foe
This hand and soul go out from body
Leave and discovering a home
The blood become a sea
Cum go with its
All the human be end, But
This scratch there will always be, escort and wait for the next life

2014
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