Wednesday, August 25, 2010


Everyday, darkness creep through my night
And fears crawl from behind...

Therefore I say,
If loneliness will forever dwell in this heart...
And if rain will continually pour through my land
What good it is for me to stay alive?

For I do not want to shed tears anymore
I do not want to taste grief anymore
Neither do I want my life anymore

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