Good bye

Good bye

So beautiful indeed,
With no regrets for my believe...
But i thing about, my world,
I do not, speak and talk for all.

I make myself, like what i am,
Already take the quest for blaime.
When times, will ask who want the fame,
I shall pass, and ask for grave.

The man, its just a simple diary,
And quiet, all the steps...
The god forgives, but god is dead,
What have we have?!

If you know, the saint who never sin,
I must believe, you are the one, to be...
I thing all desire, are ment to die,
Instead, for you, good bye.