Tuesday, March 14, 2017

Build an Empire

Next,,, I met you in a short time
crying, raining, firing, burnt us
then... fell into the nightmare
on the firing serine...

Then.... I saw us in the mind
firing in freezing breeze...

feel the sun burnt you die
yet,,,when you couldn't catch it down
yet,,,when the wind blew
yet,,,before your eyes opened

then... empire grew in cotton
fell into the dark water
and build it more higest
but felt again

throw the bomb down
just enjoy the hot wind
firing, cooling...
yet,,,when your eyes still closed

Ternate, November 27th, 2011

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