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Jumat, 12 November 2010

The Watcher

Sleep with anxiety,
blow the anger inside,
joy is a trap,
to invite another tears.

My loyal servant, rest in peace,
in dark colours of coffin,
buried with smile on his face.

Can you mention,
taste of sweet poison?
melting sweet to your throat,
rips your burden on shoulders.

Kissing the sky was exciting,
but, i wonder if even you can reach it,
everyone only walk by,
everyone knows it already.

My heart remain silent,
thinking of days gone by,
the world below is about to crumble,
but no one notice....
ah, it's not a kind of life i want to see,
but as the destiny is in own hand,
I can do only sigh....

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