I am Sure

Even if you abandoned me bleed to death gravely

Thy tenderness engendered in spirit I assure to heal

Even departed my heart concealed in coffin cruelly

My inhalation and subsistence still prolong happy feel


There is no pride in the happiness believed be bound

Fey appetite ingrained in heart was momentary cure

Where in acute sadness given happiness being found

My soul yet wholly eased of perilous paws, I am sure



Shared by all as birth and death is in the worldly life

Highly ruined life of love provided luminously glow

Fair now to prohibit my heart for the suffering rife

I assure not to devote my love yet again, I am sure



Evoke the cursing made from the Venomous mouth

Hell! You would oblige me wail in this quirky globe

Cavorted even to shatter reputation acutely as shoot

Shall give word not to let ensue no longer, I am sure



Those alluring exquisite would wish to make certain

In sopping eyes heart to die in utter seclusion pure

Cause body and spirit sense numb in tormenting pain

Win again the enemy shall never let occur, I am sure