lock in the bucket of my dream
though the yes is open but yet its
close because of pain

a broken pellet drown a little tears,
for nothing compare than a unbearable
pain of illusion poke in my heart

tell me the wisdom of pain, for joy
comes in single drops of change, viewed
like Lilies waiting for each teardrops
of early moist

pour all the aces of morning dew for
my heart lives with you in pain, and
tell me that you love me, for forever I
will be gone with you

Antonio Liao

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