Sunday, August 22, 2010

Sink into a quiet

When the wind blown petals of the memory
No idea of free thinking
Blue sky fell to earth
Sink into a quiet

Afterglow in the wind breeze
Desolately cleared
Enjoy the rain under the lackluster vent
Fight the last ray of sunset

In the silence of night
Your smile micro Yang
Bitter stubborn glowing
Only let the tears pour down

Rip chord on the raw
Do not you care
Jin Min the lips of Tolerance
Be sobbing the whole winter depression do

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