A picture speaks of a thousand words,but a good poem tells a million stories. |
The mirror-My greatest fear.
It was just like yesterday...
Having the wind caressing my face,i let my hair...
Endless sorrows and broken wings,time-took them...
He came to me neither in shiny armour nor sliver...
Awaking the lonely ghost in me,seducing my...
~*Keep the old photographs i say,cus' people changes all the time,and only people in the photographs doesn't.*~ |
~Pack my stuff,book a flight,hop onto the plane,leave for somewhere that no one knows who i am and be reborn. - Just the thought of it thrills me.~ |
~Some times,i jus' feel like I'm livin' someone else's life...And it sucks big time.~ |