I closed my eyes when I saw you from the beginning;
and I knew it was love, the thoughts of a storm I must say.
My heart is bleeding ‘coz I want to stop myself from falling.
We are light years apart, and yes I know I’m dreaming.
I heard the lonely song cry and it was very gentle without a sound.
Life now is like a broken glass, and the footprints on the sea was slowly wash out.
If love is made to be broken then I will throw myself into the coffin.
This pain is never ending, and I can’t stop my gray heart from screaming.
If change is for the better, but why is my gray heart too bitter?
Maybe it was destined that you gave me that revolver.
I will pull the trigger and eventually shuffle off this mortal coil.
But I will not do that either; because I always believed that your smile is a ray of light.
I can still smell the sweetness of the gunpowder and it made me wonder.
It’s very tempting and very enticing.
Right now I still love to visit the ocean of our memories–
The truth is, I can’t follow you to the afterlife; however, I will live and continue to explore the infinite spectrum of possibilities.
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A series of heartaches that I got marks the blemishing art in my heart.
It’s like being castrated, but beautifully created.
When blood starts to rain, terror reigns.
When the world feels pain, terror reigns.
Religion pollutes the people’s brain and that’s why they are insane.
Good thing I’m an Atheist ‘coz I know what love is;
I am a humanist that’s why I love peace.
When death is cheap a country will always be in chaos and disorder.
The elite politicians who owns a government position to protect their own vested interest.
The presence of forced labor, low income wages, and their ability to control the monopolies.
Inequality due to the abused of power will result to anarchy.
Death is cheap for the elites because they can afford the justice system of the society.
Death is cheap because the marginalized people are like cockcroaches that pollutes the society.
Death is cheap if the ignorant society will surrender their own freedom.
Death is cheap if the people remains in a cage of slavery.
Death is cheap if no one shows their bravery.
When death is cheap, a country will live forever in fear and will never prosper.
Keep pushin’ me to the edge ’til my heart bleeds.
I feel so numb and dumb; I can’t hear a music, please hit that drum.
I can hear so clearly now, but this feelings will slowly disappear.
My heart will explode and you will never hear a sound, but instead you will be astound.
When that time comes, I’ll make it sure that I’m happily sleeping on the ground.