The clouds above is so dark,
as well as my heart.
The river flows in a never-ending way,
and so are my tears.
The birds can high fly, faraway,
and so is my wish.
The rocks are hard and can feel no pain,
and but I am not.
How I wish I could close my eyes forever,
and never see the beauty of your face.
How I wish I could run as fast as the river,
so I could get away from your truthful lies.
How I wish I could fly away,
so that I can feel freedom from your love.
How I wish I could feel no pain,
And stop myself from bleeding.
Thursday, January 31, 2008
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