I took hours ; no. days, to get some inspiration for this.because I'm just some trash in literature.heh.ok.
Where I got sick of giggling,
I feel I wanted to vomit some tonsil,
To see my hemoglobin is panting,
and no one there to help clear everything.
And so the day,
I find a way to flew away,
But keep losing through some midway,
Because the shortcut seems so far away,
The fogs laughed injecting some thick spray,
More than enough making me astray.
For not long,
I keep walking on that shallow hallway,
A shadow appear making a waylay.
I stopped seeming to be filled with dread,
I wandered to the hunting yard and in I stepped.
I talked to myself for suddenly I wept,
When I realized that being such a kid was totally no great!
And so the day,
I pulled some sleigh,
And the shadow still there.
I thought it never want to stay,
I was wrong
it was more than any faith could paint it says.
The day is wear,
I preached cherry crimson words,
And twiddle some rebel acts,
Infinity journey is still on track,
I can never ever look back,
The shadow does no more look too pitch black,
Because the light too dim,
Make most of the time showing some macabre beam,
For you to howl a mute scream.
And for now,
the day is today,
tomorrow is the day,
everyday is the day.
You will never see smithereens glass of pearls,
The moment the shadow ebbing from the vain eclat.
Many bickered and started yelling to each other,
So I bear the silence.
Listen for the sirens,
Wait for the signs to weave,
Even the coffin think you can fit in.
And the graveyard say
you will make the plumeria smells so
the eavesdrop will only heard teardrops.
I will wait.
The shadow to come back.
Inspired by : a night i went to hospital and i was suspected anemic.pfft..the inspiration was the whole thing that happened that night.
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