It's a faith of everyone's arm
The sounds that collide
Was actually a doomed of itself
The generosity of its eternity
It can't remain control when its piece was pushed
Winds was one of its enable
To grab its victims
Bullets were the proofs
That it tends to sacrifice
For the sake of serenity
A bit of tense was to be amazed
It strikes at two
Bull's eye.
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*tolong jangan guna kata-kata kasar.
*no harsh word please.