2008/07/03

Truth

When the day comes
we should go
without going
no coming back
Born to die
Living to die
Birth is the death
Death is the rebirth
Nothing else

When I leave this cloudy lonley world
Dont shed colt tears
Nomore songs that made me cry
Dont worry to plant
Sweet roses on my little grave
Let wild grass grow instead

Nomore heartbreaking
Neverending bird hymns
Nomore sun rise
Nomore moon shine
Nevereven in my world

I beg u
Please dont
Engrave sweet words
On an ice cold stone
Let the memories remain
Until they get faded

Love loving ones
When they alive
After their departure
No worth crying
Let them aware
How much you care