Martes, Disyembre 11, 2012

Niña Rica P. Catadman


= Vulnerable Death =
~ Niña Rica P. Catadman




Words get trapped in my head
Or just another rose walking ahead

I felt the grief of souls
As I walk through the walls

Gaily as I lived with nature oath
Never made regrets and never thought

Oh’ Death you tryant grim
The one I fear
Don’t come near

Move with aggression,my mind as weapon
Cause they say death is just the beginning
And was never an ending

A debt which humans must pay
Death is like a game of survival they say.

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