Selasa, 15 Maret 2011


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How do you have a person who never got to be,or try to envision a face
You never got to see?
How do you mourn the death of one who never got to live?
When there’s nothing to feel good about to forgive?
I love you my little companion of the night..
Wondering through my lonely hour,beautiful and bright..

What does it mean to die before you ever were born..
To live the lovely night of life and never see the down?

My little Baby…
You lived like anyone…
Life a burst like joy and pain..
And then like yours it’s done….

For you I have lived all these days with my lips sealed…with my unshed tear…
But in my heart the flames of love always been burning for you…
only for you my little Baby..

Life has brought me a volume of old times
And I am surrounded by countless memories ..
How I can.... I describe the cruelty of this world
I was ordered that I have to live but without you
So many ordeals were heaped on me by this world’…

I love you my little Baby…
Just as you’d lived for years…
No more…no less…
I think of you…
The Angel of my Tear…

Shatin(HKG)March 6 th 2011
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