Pause, patchI need time for myself.a time, perhaps a long one,to clean an oozing red,to sow with a fine thread,to cast what I had done,to heal, becausetomorrow would be better.I would do anythingto get this rightbecause all are nothingcompared to what I sighted.If blossoms haven't bloom in spring,I promise you the beauty of summer.This winter chills always thought me,to wait for the Maghribi summer.21122010
sigh~
as there are no reason to give up,
I don't see giving up as an option.
1 comment:
nice....=D
but the rhythm bit cha0s..huhu...
p/s:abaikan...i x bdarah seni p0n..;p
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