Kamis, 07 Mei 2009

Poetry: To friends at the end of the rainbow


If it was never there
Perhaps there would be no cuts among us
If only he was not that I want
Maybe rainbow smile still on me
sorry, rainbow...
I have makes you one by cloud cover
gray and makes you lose your beauty
But now all passed away without any edge
Not what you do not receive my apologize
Not what you do not show your smartness
Origin of string you want to receive my apologize
and be my friend again

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