My Surviving Love
Monday, February 15, 2010
Oh ma Angel ,
It's a real false.
It's a colourful darkness.
It's the language of silence.
It's death of life.
It's cosmic love.
It's built up my dreams, oh ma Angel.
Hear what I say...
I have yearned and yelled.
But what is this again?
Enough of this trouble.
Sky and this earth are born for you.
If anyone tells your name
My heart over flows...
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