Here I Stand Besides you
Don't 당신 Even Realized That I Fight with Myself???????
against all the Reality that Can tore My souls..
I Can't make the loosing Fight with my own Hearth Beating..that was you...
당신 filling the hole that burned deep inside my Death Hearth,,
당신 MAke it Beating...
Flushing,,,
takes Me to the first Sunshines after my Nightmare..
Im Afraid..
I CAn't Imagine..
I CAn't Cope This..
How Can I Let My Self Flying high falling Free in Your Life,,then times awaits Me for hitting The Ground???????

Will I Survived from it?
Will I Still Have this beating then?
Help Me,,
Don't Let Me hit the Pain,,anymore..

Im Loosing,,Far Before The war Is Over..
Im in yours Now..
tie in ever single things 당신 Make

당신 hold my Life's String..
Up....Down.... Lower...

당신 Stealing The best PArt Of Me..you Take it with 당신 Now..
Now...
Im Nothing
Im Loosing this fight against my Self..
I Let My Self Falling In 사랑 With 당신

This poem is written 의해 me

My eyes are heavy
Can't hold load of tears
Plants look so blank
And autumn winds can be hear.

The 꽃 will no 더 많이 bloom
I'll keep myself locked in room
They just 사랑 theirselves
Knows my story each book of my shelf.

Why every time spring ends,autumn starts
I wish I could buy happiness from some marts
Smell the same those 꽃 beside the stream that flow
I wonder how every time they grow .

These hard winds of sorrows make me shatter
Every time 꽃 and petals scatter
But I know I'll find the plants the same
I'll make them show the me and my fame.

I know someday the 꽃 will bloom again
It's a 원, 동그라미 attached 의해 a chain
Someday the spring will come back at my door
I will then say my worries are no more.

Autumn leaves scar but spring recovers each flower
Leaves will sure be green,flowers will bloom
Hopes will find their ways
Spring will come again someday.....

I'm the toughest pastry maker who has ever baked a cake.
My impressive little pastries are impossible to break.
Yes, my 쿠키 and my 컵케익 will defeat the strongest jaws,
while my muffins are impervious to power drills and saws.

당신 have never seen a danish 또는 a donut quite so strong
and I bake the fiercest fruitcake that has ever come along.
당신 can chew on them till doomsday, 당신 can chew till kingdom come,
but you'll never get a nibble, not a solitary crumb.

당신 can whack them with a hammer, 당신 can hit them with a stick.
당신 can stab them with a dagger, 당신 can beat them with a brick.
당신 can drop them from an airplane, 당신 can blast them with a bomb
but my pastries will exhibit only peacefulness and calm.

I expect you'll want to test them. I encourage 당신 to try,
but you'll never make a mark on them and here's the reason why:
I do something with my recipes no other bakers do;
when the cookbook calls for "milk" 또는 "water," I use Crazy Glue.

In this room of despair,
A man is sitting with demons
Inside his head.
In this room of memories,
Only death breathes,
A man lives with gloom,
A man dies with sadness.

Inside his eyes ,
In that depth of blue terror,
Years of despair are seen,
Years of struggle are painted.

His life,
Cruel and lonely,
Was never a joy,
쓴, 쓰라린 and sad
This man lives with demons
Of past.

I can see the pain that
Is painted on his face,
Silhouettes of past that
Play this 음악 of terror,
I see only darkness and despair
Inside the eyes of a sad man.
This sadness is mine too,
This poem is written 의해 the curse of
The children who will never meet happiness,
This poem is a poem of a sad man,
A man who sees nothing but greys.

true 프렌즈 are hard to come by...
yet when 당신 catch them 당신 feel like 당신 can fly...
당신 trust them,
사랑 them,
and talk of future...
당신 know that they will never lie...
and 다음 to them 당신 stand side 의해 side...
당신 사랑 them,
hug them,
and share smiles with eachother...
oh how it feels when 당신 know your important...
that 당신 know 당신 have some one to comfort you...
당신 hold their hand,
skip down the street,
and feel no defeat...
true 프렌즈 are hard to come by...
but hold them tight so away they dont fly.

I live in a world
So far from home
Forever silenced
And sentenced to roam
The shackles are locked
And the 칼라 is tight
But nobody hears me
I'm too weak to fight
The stars that once twinkled
Are now dark in the night
And the moon that once shone
No longer gives light
On each sparse tree
No leaf is stirred
And the owls that once played
Can no longer be heard
Far in the distance I can see
A glimpse of weak light
That teases me
I watch it grow then fade away
Like a slippery fish
That just can't stay
And as I try to struggle free
The chains resist
And strangle me
As I fall back I clearly see
That a single bird
Flies over me
It stops to perch
Upon a stone
And opens its beak
In a sorrowful moan
A sweet sparrow
With no where to go
It 로스트 its path
And became a crow.