Minggu, 12 Juni 2011

Die before I die...

I have suffered
But I still swathed curtains
Because death is the subject of all
And I have not filled it
His suffering was gone before I was 'Dead'
I do not reach the roof without completing the steps
When two of one hundred missing rungs
I stepped on the roof of the forbidden
I was not able to enter into a bucket of well water
I do not do to destroy the boat
Before I throw the last stone ...

Boats that have been destroyed
Will be the sun in Blue
Because I have not 'Dead',
So long my grief
Hey Candles from heaven, you put out at dawn
Know the sun will be hidden world
Before the stars into hiding
Navigate your sword on me
Then destroy myself
For the eyes of my body like cotton in my ears ...
O those who have the sincerity ...
If you want to open 'curtains'
Pick 'Death' and open to 'curtain'
It is not because of 'Death' that I will go to the grave
However, because the 'Death' is Change
To enter into the Light ...

When people become adults, died of her childhood
When ground into gold, no longer remaining pottery
When the pain to be happy, no sorrow thorn left again



*Negeri Terindah Negeri Khayalku

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