Saturday, January 10, 2009

..mata yang menangis...


If I lay my head to the ground
I can hear my pulse beating
I can smell the scent
of a blood soaked soil
from all poor bleeding hearts
I can feel the river of tears 
on my face
from the deepest depth 
of my sorrows 
If I lay my head to the ground,
I can hear the scream of fear
I can smell the pain
before sudden death
from a poor broken heart
I can feel the river of tears 
on my face
in the deepest depth 
of my sorrow 
If I lay my head to the ground,
I can see the skyes like blue velvet
I can see the stars as they watch me
Did the stars see the crimes
did the stars hear the laments
can a star sense all the pain I feel
do the stars cry a river of tears
when they see why I weep 

I will never forgive I can never forget 




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