you start the gore
blood flows on the shore
to fight is no more
but words will reflect on your soul.
...
Its been years since I loved you..
Its been years but I still love you
My friends said I dont get over by you yet.
...
The Hatred
you start the gore
blood flows on the shore
to fight is no more
but words will reflect on your soul.
the place where I should be
you just grabbed it suddenly
smirched my image,
ripped me into the pieces.
I am alone but you are many
together with your ancestry
made a ploy successively
and thought it was your victory
My time will come
your life will be gruesome
offspring will not lasts
and you will suffer the grudge.
- babylin palonpon