Begone, feral soul
Thousand regrets grow
Let hate arise
Jeer and despise
Our unforgettable bond
Tattered and torn
Took my sword
To sow discord
Your brilliant smile
Serious yet wild
Seen it transparent
Thoughts were indecent
Cease to ostracise
Or you'll terrorise
Stop your judging
like God's underling
Brace your wings
As you fall
God's been angry
At the irony
Angel doing evil
Not even civil
Strong you perceive
Weak I believe
Saturday, March 19, 2011
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