Wednesday, July 20, 2011

Twisted

To the night wind I whisper

To those that dead I wish

A heart once filled with hope

praying on despair

The blazing sun has no mean

To a person living in dark

The light could shine his path

But not to his mind

A smile tell thousand mean

Full of joy, Full of hope

But the same smile has other mean

A mean that mean to every soul

It’s only time gazing on him

Whispering to those that won’t longer speak

Laying still on solid ground

Waiting the time to stop ticking

Their body still as tree

But their soul rooming the living

Those with heart can only feel

A feel that peel their tiny heart

To the night wind I whisper

Praying on despair

Praying on dark

Because my heart

Empty as my grave

Whisper, whisper and whisper

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