Minggu, 12 Desember 2010

sebuah karya

i'll make a beautiful song by my song heavently
soothing quiet soul was the spirits worldly greed
i'll flap these wings for them an i bring in altar of natural elegance
no needles are stored behind my wings
coz
i just wanna bring a drop of honey for the soul of bitterness
i'll fly away to accompany a vacuum step to still look like a rose this morning

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