Saturday, May 5, 2012

Crude Paradise


Composed by: Azm

As the light shines,
on the frosty peaks,
the crystals dazzle,
hang on golden trees;
the fairies fly,
singing love songs,
spread pretty smiles,
the rest wear along.

Surrounded by angels,
a cupid hit my heart,
and I lay unconscious,
back on iron earth.

Dreamt of paradise,
but reality struck,
landed among evils,
may just be luck.


Copyright © 2012 Azm

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