Friday, October 21, 2011



my heart is bleeding,
my soul was hurting,
my life was dying,
myself was burning,

i'm dead soul with flying heart,
poison arrow was shot thru my chest,
even i can stand by myself,
the poison still hurting me from inside

no one can see me from outside,
no one know that i'm hurting inside,
in the end
my body slowly turns to ashes,

burning ashes all over my body,
and i know,
its too late to heal the poison,
with my last ashes flying,
i swear,

you will know the appearance of me,
because i know the one who shot me,

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