Everytime I feel the building tears
derive from my eyes...
I'm walking under the rock
So quiet and surreal...
What is this feeling?
Separating me from you...
She is painting this bottle
with a tint of green...
Constantly depressed
My thoughts I could not express...
O Lord, what will I think with if I lose my mind?
What will I see with, if my eyes are to be blind...
I'm well aware of this history
Because I've read His story...
I Wonder... (Huitain)
Huitain has 8 lines. Each line has 8 syllables...
When Tears have fallen and Hearts have died
When inner Pain has finally Cried...
I wish I'd never had the taste of his name in my...
And what a tragedy it would encounter if I lay...
I cant help but wonder what your doing at this...
are you really with me, as i defeat this great...
We're both showing people detest,
while appreciable to one another...