lock in the bucket of my dream <br />though the yes is open but yet its <br />close because of pain <br /> <br />a broken pellet drown a little tears, <br />for nothing compare than a unbearable <br />pain of illusion poke in my heart <br /> <br />tell me the wisdom of pain, for joy <br />comes in single drops of change, viewed <br />like Lilies waiting for each teardrops <br />of early moist <br /> <br />pour all the aces of morning dew for <br />my heart lives with you in pain, and <br />tell me that you love me, for forever I <br />will be gone with you<br /><br />Antonio Liao<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/tell-me-but-don-t-say-i-ll-go/
