Flawless time, every soul manage to walk toward the age
Chained by such ego a single soul frozen in her time
The past is a history yet it is a heaven for the poor soul
Withering without even realize what lies ahead
Ashamed, lonely, there’s nothing for this broken being
Agony that couldn’t be yelled, a pain that couldn’t be endured
This world is beautiful yet scary for the lone soul
It is a tragedy but it is true
I am left behind
wiT``
03.12 pm Thursday 13 May 2010
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For She did not know that beyond the lake She called home, lies a
deeper, darker ocean green, where waves are both wilder and more
serene.
To it's ports You've been. TO IT'S PORTS I'VE BEEN.
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