Jade painted on branches and flowers
Depth of impulsive sedation engulfing
A journey into a life of misery and epic sadness
Follow thy path of destiny…
Yet behold my love, a thousand bares within.
A forest of jade sparkling into redemption
Sickening of interior rage surrounding
Come...for the adventure awaits thee
Change? Mi lady have you not have harmony?
This transition persuades elements of desire
Sun shall shine tomorrow dawn, yet it is…dawn.
Pressure of indecisive relations of life appearing
A world where imperfections lay into despair
Yet consider. Consider the memorial of transition
But these...these imperfections interest all comers…
Following darkness follows a trail of light
Bare me the consequences of redemption
For this imperfections shatter my dignity to live
But embraces my soul to strive and fight.
I beg of thee.