In a cold dark empty night
I starred at the sky
Looking up, imagine something shown
Nothing comes out
Tired of waiting
This soul is just dying
These eyes can’t see something
Everything becomes nothing
None of expecting
Dark night following
No silver lining above
Nothing could be shown
Thy just can shouting at me
Thy just can angry with me
Life doesn’t being perfect anymore
No holly, no light, no trusty
All about the fake
All about the shadows
That never gone
Covering all the time
That passed , that rolled
like the beat of heart , until it stops by itself
Thursday, 16 April 2009
empty
Posted by rea trinity at 06:47
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after some few moments, the night will become the morning
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