25 June 2008

Brave Love

Hundreds of time had passed
A brave came to life
Never known to last
In the middle of strife
When everything turned to red
Nothing but pain that bleed
Bravery turned to scribe with black
As the wind sailed away and back
And put the letters high above
Brighter days with love
For a place in the orient sun
Full of difference but one
A breathe may put to end
But a dream fulfilled stays
Although never can extend
Can be seen in any ways.
 

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