Sunday, October 17, 2010

realization of a friend.

she engrossed every limelight;

and one appeared to be lunatic;
but poor a little girl,
could not find her way
back from where she belong.

she lit up a candle,
and was forced to shut her eyes.
she practiced demon cults;
that shivered her way to the end.

such were the exploits of the three mighty men,
she claimed to herself;
and to those who doubted her,
would never breathe air again
but to breathe the wicked soil of vanity.

as she struggled herself
she will bear her mighty wrath;
when she found herself in a box,
speechless― only she could easily accomplished.
but as for them,
they pillaged, plundered and stripped.

must she thought her way,
wouldn't change the fact
she is now a filth on mental wise
when the clock stop ticking,
that she is now gone.

p/s: that picture above there, i do not own it. it's from the website Deviant-art :)

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