• lanzhan 5w

    Gust sharp wind passed by
    So quick and left hollow to my soul

    My eyes weary and my heart weak
    The light teasing the night

    Gazing the moonlight
    Stars are forever hanging but why not falling

    Downcast my face but refused to scream the pain
    Scars and prick of sting of darkness

    Where to find the grave to dig
    As my hope plunge and fading on the hill
    Still my Phoenix is my life and death..
    ©lanzhan