That is the dark yellow river,
Flowing from the mount of the dark,
Slowly in motion, it moves,
Not like sea, where the waves so strong,
There, everything is naturally calm,
See deep through the river,
Still, sorrow and mournful with its way,
Muddy yellow mud conceal internal self,
Who can see the spirit inside ?
Nobody, except the sorrowful ones ?
The ones who share the same dark side,
written by_icg_vortex
Saturday, April 19, 2008
The Dark Mournful River
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