• Like a flower bloomed but soon shall wither...
    Veins whose once was warm, turned to pale and gray...

    Like springtime once changing to winter,
    Once days so fervent changed to endless nights...

    ...Heart so melodious singing madrigals
    ...Ended sentiments that bleed so far!

    A spirit once joyful that once shining,
    Now so gloomy with tears undying....

    Deep heavy burdens that now I shall feel,
    With a flower in my heart which ended as well...

    To grievous thorns to my heart 'till it bleeds...
    ...Ne'er ever shall I keep ths love again... heart