The Stroke Of One Person Who Lie Poem by clawdea benat

Something usual had happen
It has to happen cause that's the Hope,

My story has so many thorns of a roses
And it is a fulfilling sadness

There's a lot of situation against evil
The community is nothing but a blocker

Subside, I tried
My besties every form of grudge

So many things I want to say
Understand it no matter what

Decay, black fails
Demon side, be little, be blind

Blasphemy, my Lord
Forgive me, this is my journey through times.

I love you -myself
And this, I should already rest.