Never forget
To
Do
Your own
Thing

For death will applaud to us and w
To thee not death.

Love for thee are naught,
For every tears and every
Pain love claimed will rot,
Love to thee will glance no noon,
For my heart will gently gain numb

I cry blood
I cry a very dark red blood
I cry
I cry to read along the lines
I Cry a meaningless tear sometime

I breath through
Sheets of everlasting words.

May so be it
Life will be it
Love will also be it
Music will sing it
Rituals will be a part of it

Many had played this game like a c
A mouse, we once played the game b
Drained and emotionally out of dep
The game hates to differ and knows
Fight for this game and be careles

The chances
Of me
Acquiring
Success
Is the same

Many years are so distance
And i was secluded from too many y
But lately the days are so pleasan
And the moon blossom through her p
The sky is generously proud and ga

There are two art of wisdom; we ea
One seem like a sting of success,
Is filled with the sponge, soap an
Wisdom by losing is a cup crafted
To drink, shower and weep in it; i