Sunday, April 18, 2010

heavy rain-

when thing turns wrong,
we could not blame;
while accepting the sh*t,
with the shameless heart.

this is what i hate,
the reckless in me,
that couldn't be forgive;
thy love,
thy care,
they flow through thee
to me.

sleeps, cure;
sweat, heal;
shout, pain;
shut, hurt.

kneel with the knees
encouraged to be honest
live with pure heart;
vice in my blood
is drain to cure
nor else;

sorry-for what it happen

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