Smile your squeezes as petals of flowers and it abyss,it will peer to which no of angel.. Except you.
My gloomy friend.. It smoulders in your eyes hall steward of
last hour stars still enlightened, you have closed which
death twinkle of eyelid.But now you smile , though hurricane
sings in your wings else.Palm your warm as sadness of separation squeezes heart.
You will carry us all on second coast of calm..
Abyss..
I swindle all, that everything there is well..
But sometime everything it will seem
because I will not sustain and I will explode
as small child weeping..