Sabtu, 04 Mei 2013

Can You Hear My Life

night wind blows
chill quietly greet
trying to feel
breezy presence

I asked god of love
where the direction and purpose
if indeed separate
why death is separated?

I praise you up to much
sounded far into space
call my moans
Can you hear my life

You stripped me always by beauty
crosses, hearts embrace
cuff and now leave me

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