Monday, October 19, 2009


A bright light shone into your corner
With a little gay smile
Until you were lured to it
And you forget where you were

And with some allies, with some gadgets
And the description is too good
To believe, to be true

Sometimes warriors were just attracted
By beauties and wine
Sometimes Kings are deep in love
With their concubines...

And later only did we all realise
That those are just simple, beautiful traps
But everything is too late
To be regretted and fretted

So all we have to do
Is to seperate the black and white, pros and cons
So that we will not be tempted
By all the silly lures.

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