Saturday, December 8, 2007

The Feeling Of Death

You dare to speak to me?
Because I am the most scary,
And I am the ugly,
Every one also know I am crazy.
Now I live in the world of gloomy,
I feel this world is tiny,
Because this world don't have any fairy,
And all is my enemy.
I can feel my fear,
Because I lost my dear,
I want the world be clear,
Because I can feel you are near.
What I see all is fiend,
I always dream I sleep in a coffin,
Don't know what all this mean,
Finally only know the death find me.

The world that I live now


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