The End

by Maybellene   Dec 7, 2004


Having the wind caressing my face,i let my hair down.

Endless sorrows and broken wings,time-took them away.

Restless emotions no longer needs me,as the blue birds sing,my journey begins.

Tears are saying goodbye to their owner,lies and despair creeps along,whispering secrets of joyfulness.

My eyes finally behold this dreadful world,this heartbreaking city,this very moment.

All it takes is just one more step to freedom,to death..

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