Monday, April 13, 2009

The Morning White Crane

The Morning White Crane

Don't regret it.
Don't be there where earth was so sad.
There is nothing there, just passing pictures on my soul.

That dreaded deceptive soul mate was my enemy,
Now bind their limbs and let it be their pain.
A black crane lives on the earth and protects me.

The chaos that comes is Life destroying Darkness's system,
Get up in the sky. Get up in the sky.
The white crane doesn't regret flapping its wings.

(For LH)

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