bleahhh;
the last hurrah
& Friday, August 18
feeble is the lamp of fame
by which man inscribes his name
on the walls of time for other men to see
though he boasts of wealth and power
none can help him in that hour
when the angels hear his plea
'is He satisfied with me?'
you, the little typhoon.
strong wind blows away
everything that i am
where do i go now?
goodbye
3:53 PM