“Not all happiness last forever…”
in memoirs of my first love…..
Picking the broken pieces ..
At the edge of sober night..
Fantasy world dark..
Gloomy skies took the symphony away..
Far and unevenly seen..
Some of the unglued part..
Scattered..Between anger and silence word..
Hidden beyond the lies..
Counting the last innocent day.. deep hurt winning the game..
As a fooish payer..
All of yesterday had lighed goof..
Forgiven is just a word..
Disgust the macerated heart..
Hatred fight for the king..
"may not beautiful but beautifully made these way, believe that perfections are rivals, free to be yourself, speaks only truth, genuinely enjoy the blithe around us, loves the oxymorons, adore reverse manner, that's makes a life like my life"
Saturday, January 10, 2009
First love in grudge..
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