Saturday, 25 August 2007

Question

You asked
What I think
Why I smile
Why there are tears in heart

Night never gave
Wings to dreams
And falling drops
Couldn’t wake up seven colors

How can I say?
There is nothing left to say
There is no words coming out
And there is no story to boast

Feeling so hollow
Trying to count the seconds
Hope it will become 60

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