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My Poem

My angel is rest now
My beast seem to hide
My devil is gone
And I am all right

My poem is simple
My poem is typed
My poem is light
But inside is about my life and death

I knew where I am belong
I lived in my cave
Crawl beneath the earth
Can't be compared with those creatures who fly above

I sent my prays for anything fly above
Cause I don't have nothing to offer except simple words
Sun is rising and the bear meowing
But I am all right

Hm.. I felt my beast is about to rise
Something I can feel in my chest inside
I never take it or anything lightly
But I am all right

The air seem to dense now
My bear keep meowing
Persistent to sleep on my lap while I refusing
But I am all right

My poem is simple
My poem is typed
My poem is light
But inside is about my life and death
But I am all right

V'z whfg ab bar

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