If He is still here,
We will be in fear.
He will bring us together,
And we shall talk and hear.
If He is still here,
He will be in a bad mood.
For we are making a mountain,
out of a hill of mould.
If He is still here,
He will be having arson of anger.
With the same blood running through our veins,
We dare deny our brothers.
If He is still here,
He will listen with his heart.
Never fail to be fair and just,
Each of us gets a chance to be heard.
If He is still here,
If He will be swimming in tears,
We fail to respect each other,
and His castle is falling apart
Sunday, November 7, 2010
His Absence
Posted by Lily Cartina at 7:04 AM
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Beautiful =]
thank you.
:-)
i miss him.lily post mcm ni jadi terpikir.haih.rindu.serious.
nice one ly:)
memang intention nak suoh semua berfikir pun..
with the same blood running through our veins, we dare deny our brother.
abg nan and adik are our brothers.
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