Antonio Liao Poems

changing the passion of hope, into what
the prisoner of dream, laid the foundation
of a stunt wonderer of timeless beauty
of the immortal of soul
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wet cloth me in the night, dress me with a
mink that feather my skin; warm my day
with joy in the lucky sky, return the smooth
of the mouth that sweating my tongue of
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you're the sky that wait the rain to cry, as
the birds zoom to fly where a limitless horizon
of memories leave my wonting of a sweet
goodbye; for it's not to hold the beginning of
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wasteful things comes without purpose, as
it exist before it become to nothing; done
many worth values after, everything losses
its greatness
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Leave my soul down to the very beginning, where
I sprouted, whim what all I receive and let no one will
dump in my breath; I’m in a halo of every mercy
of your angel, the Alpha of my life
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a decade will tell, the flower witness the agony, of
the horizons dawn call to settle down the tired body
that lay, as the wind blew to humble the dew in
every face subdue
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Splendid
like the glittering sky in my
finger, wash that stay
with me, till my
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live me in every midst, capture the tongue
that thirst and be the speechless voice of myself,
where my purest heart renew my simple beginning
of serving your own way
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the Lord thy God answer my prayer, welcome
my request and guide me to wait patiently till; as
I’ll remind myself to sway, nay! rejected my
plea instead hug me so dearly, the earnest desire
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ages has witness, the memories of time;
emulate the power of unforgivable happening
stages of life, as it venture the journey that
never come again in every step made
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