Year Of Remembrance
21christimase, annum as gone, am still staring at the sun there, I mean down
there goes my day youth:
tendering, losing difference type of dream, imagery unfulfilled with pain and agony.
! O ribcage, catalyst of my misery why thou you follow plangent of life, a blessing, nemesis
Bed Of Stone
No more dreams
All worries are gone
Yesterday pain has been burnt down
Am now a friendto the terminate
! o my mother why thou you death, take away my bazoon,
which is full of mother milk.
what thy eat, that is worth dan my mother.life is a something that end, up without nothing
in it: difference type of nature came through the gate of earth and go home with nothing,
The New Year Midnight
'Now the bell rang,
a year is dead.
And my heart is slowly beating, like a drum that has known end.
life is the youngest man, but not a friend of mine