Reflection
Hate was pretended not to be seen,
and love was always pretended to be felt...
Peace was always tought,
and for tht thy always fought...
Money was what they thought always bring curse,
but their life was spended searching for that curse...
Blood is always what they shed from me,
to teach me not to fight...


3 Comments:
i loved Reflection
how come u write stuff like this??
Max r filled with blood but this one got strong meaning which i accede with.
Keep writing m there to scrutinize it !!!!
Thanks gurl.. u hav been always ma' strength....muuah
aahan
so put something for strength.....
atleast i'd knw u not sad ;)
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