Friday, February 1, 2013

The previous two weeks….
The beautiful flower finally
Now can be withered
Or can be gay
The poison bee has gone away
Vanished in the air
The beautiful flower finally
Dare to say what’s inside
Because the night has come
To get the lavish outcome
And the morning breeze
Ends it all, thru the line
Break all the knots
That is fragile after all
And I know that he doesn’t even care at all….


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