Defunct

May 27, 2010 at 5:42pm

O, Sweet dear, I've got the presage
of the row that tells this secret
How deep it kills and demonstrate
My heart_______my brain, incarcerate
will be lost, will be forfeited

O, My Love, nothing's forever
This world________This life, just game over
Look!like the wounded man totter
Jolt, although we are pioneer
behind the joyfull, it's nadir

It will daunt the liveness
It will draw the erroneus...

*Defunct=tak ada lagi..mati//