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No Title (Requiem to a deceased) Blazing spark of fiery wall, So unfortunate to be above. Yearning is but a field of spikes, Inferno is what you keep in mind. Yet bound and off for warmth of love, Anguish is all that flames your hall. Thus to flight with a will unmatched, Wishing a spell that lightens your fall. But meteor that strikes brings a wave of ash That knocks an ore to cloud our sight, Might and magic, for a world to hatch, But to elemental nature, thus evil is cast, Neutrality denied, But enchantment survives. I was but a careless messenger, An angel of night with the darkest feather. And now I watch to wave a sigh, Too much to bear, a hole impaled, So close in grasp to a celestial divine. A diamond blade that bleeds your chest, A berserkers’ rite, so passed on in time. Yet the lady didn’t flee to hide, It was you who parted goodbye. You were once a Muse up high When I bathed in a poet’s delight, Though now it fades To a place Far Far Away… 本來不過是單純的新聞, 如今卻有近在咫尺致糾結其中的無奈. 透過摯友的轉述,我亦不勝唏噓 2006/9/13 隨手立就 -- ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Let not a drop of desire Disturb the heart in ripples ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ -- ※ 發信站: 批踢踢實業坊(ptt.cc) ◆ From: 218.170.108.87
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