Sunday, April 13, 2008
With heart filled with righteous indignation,
I stand at the gallows and forcefully pen this poem with blood.
I want to air my grievances for a hundred years,
unable to tell all the wrongs with blood.
When will this gallows be destroyed to bring about a new heaven? - Tan Chay Wa (1948–1983)
@ 4:58 PM
I stand at the gallows and forcefully pen this poem with blood.
I want to air my grievances for a hundred years,
unable to tell all the wrongs with blood.
When will this gallows be destroyed to bring about a new heaven? - Tan Chay Wa (1948–1983)
@ 4:58 PM
WeLc0mE
May Peace be
upon you
tAgBOARD
A stranger is just a friend yet to be made =)
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