Friday, 14 January 2011


I use to dwell
on everything on reach
by no means
somethin' come forth
crunchy heart of mine
soft impulse in line
fresh bud on surface
yet shining image
what's up?
no time to place blame
towards up roar crowd
busy settin' the goal
to better next
to better fame
strike again till end
who knows after life...
what is left is own story
and death put all to no glory
no sunny on contrary
no world to swirl
a dead meat
to those that sweat
have no threat
no more fear and terror
smile will last ever!
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