[] Burning Moon's Lab []

Heat is generated inside my heart Like a burning fire *** Left the chest boons like ashes * I became a class room and laboratory for the time Experiencing hearts and levers must be burned * How does the heart get safe or be in peace * Been used to the sorrow And dissolved in it's components With out the feeling I Did not get the pain I wish this heart Is A solid substance How won't I cry While there are tears in my eyes *** How won't I cry And the rowans and burns in my heart *** Only few people have patience * Just a moment from when I start laugh My laughing becomes cold and siring * And my long asleep become my awake ness * God when you created those affecting things! Why did not you created hearts from soled metals? * At every time I say I found my love And my life Will have no sorrow A burning moon comes around and leave us a part * After that I gain extra And deeper wounds and burns * my long sleep wont be a sleep * my frit end heart well be strong * Flow whenever love flow Patience, Tears, Blood, Or, fire And Become A Burning Moon's Lab ------------------------------------------------------------} ------------------------------------} ------------------} Sun of Sa Written January 21st, 2002 © on Jan 20 2002 10:05 PM PST, ِِAli M.AlSaihati   0 • 8