Thursday, July 2, 2009

The Restless You, The Past of Mine

What happens, dear?
besides, we have regardless distance on our way
Between dreams and reality, I tried to rise up.

As I engraved my blue feeling at the endless of despair
Thus, The more I cried, more fluctuated of my sadness
So dark, just different as the morning that absorbed by the grassy smile; condense

Dear, my past has been faded away
Still I worthy for you?
My appeal to heaven's mercy, to the stars
So, the time still give me another chance
to meet you...
to know about you well, dear...
Because of my massive night of darkness, I'm worried about you.


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