2013年10月30日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 80th. week vol. 2

Even if goodness truth or beauty, to be washed away, and to stink of.
On abusing the person who should be argued his point, already he was dead.
A samurai, a peach getting variegation, an undertaken mourning dress.
Because of my arm held by you, I have awaken and realized your coldness.
So morning never come again, it already past three days.

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