Sunday, September 01, 2013

Save Me


A heart full of miseries
Never been lack by crying
A silently crying that carries
Never fail to hurting.

Aching so deeply low
Crushing a heart badly
Aching sadly that blow
Crushing into pieces slowly.

Till tears turns blood
Flowing like madness
Till feeling got bold
Flowing without gladness.

:(

j. r.

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