Thy grace, thy beauty is unlasting boon, <br />Part of wicked vanity unseen; <br />Indeed, thou will realize soon, <br />When thy sense finally keen. <br /> <br />Thy heart, thy affection is something vain and not dear, <br />An heavenly cursed I wish I belong; <br />The remedies to extend the pain and tears, <br />More splendid then a love song. <br /> <br />Thy vice, thy virtue is part of human nature, <br />But in the end the lies will unveil; <br />When thou look straight to the future, <br />Indeed, the past nightmares will tails.<br /><br />Instalasi Sastra<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/nothing-left-to-see/
