Friday, September 4, 2009
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Noname
:
Under the trees in the night,
leaves at the day were green,
but in the night,
cold and dark.
They look like my heart,
full of cold and darkness,
drained by the power of death,
No side for Truth.
space for it is impossible,
because a change is a change of unchangable,
One by one they fall,
as if they was a black snow,
the blackness remind,
mermories of the hatred and evil,
One of them dropped on me,
black as the night when shined in the light,
deeds of anychangable they are.
Water was sprinkled on it,
Truth is,
the leave is no black
it is green.
Truth meaning was then understand,
The darkness and cold in my heart,
is juz a layer,
juz a illusion,
believe in yourself that the heart is Truth,
and it is ,
Truth.
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9:59 PM
