Death to Hold

, . , . ,

One by one

Memories by past

Starts to unfold,

One by tone

Struggles for last

Losing to mold,

Piercing through bone

Bleeding behind cast

Death to hold!

, . , . ,

Jr.

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All Because of You!

... ... ...

"I have a pain that never fades no matter what I do,
  No matter how hard I try to heal it,
      It would spin back through me,
        A pain that aches too much,
          A breathless pain that is hard to let it go."

... ... ...

"I hate waiting!
  I hate looking!
   I hate wanting!
    I hate the feeling of being lost!
     But I keep waiting, looking, wanting and feeling being lost!
           Because no matter what I do and think!
                         You were still the one I choose!
                               The one and only I wait!
                                     I look for!
                                      I want for!
                                       And be lost because of you."

... ... ...

"I never want to surrender.
  Because I want to fight till the end,
                Even though there would be no ending so fight.
                        I still keep on fighting.
                         For someone who does not deserve to fight for.
                              For someone who never wants to meet.
                                   For someone never fights for me.
                                        Still I won't surrender."

... ... ...

"Jr."

... ... ...

So Sudden...

. . .

A sudden rush of pain

Comes in at one flow

Crushes deeply and deadly,

Blows everything in vein

Till blood burst out in blow

Kills unexpected and silently.

. . .

Jr.

. . .

Worst Inflame

(T_T)

Feeling so down

That no one knows,

Feeling so alone

That growing and glows,

Until senses be blown.

Right mind lose

That left only miseries,

Right turns gone

That wrecks memories,

Until self are oppose.

Bind by darkness

That difficult to escape,

Bind by worse

That evil gives shape,

Until things covers blindness.

Living to blame

That kills the mind,

Living wrong course

That ends right bind,

Until its worst inflame.

(T_T)

Jr.

(T_T)