Tuesday, October 5, 2010

poem

In the day where I open my eyes,

I trapped in the eyes I face

Lonely………

And always getting more naughty

In the way I choose,

In the day where I open my eyes,

I trapped in the eyes I face

Lonely………

And always getting more naughty

In the way I choose,

Laying in the destiny I taped,

Make fell so good in tears,

In my sacrifice,..

I see a sweet tall beautiful dark-skin girl smiles to me,

Waiting for the day I promised,

The day where I got my destiny,

Like the night –sun,

Which tell me,

That I can see my destiny by closing my eyes