I never regret
sinking in the plethora of darkness.
I never object
killing of a bitter-sweet-innocense.
I may be suffocated
breathing the air of pestilence,
I may be inebriated
quaffing the brine of repentance.
O lend me your tears !!!
On the lap of thousands of death
let my poor corpse be laid…
How can I stop loving you ??
untill my soul is damn dead !!!
