Saturday, June 27, 2009

Random

My heart is empty, the sky is vast, the clouds are heavy
I hate solitude yet I can’t get rid of it

Inside a person’s heart there is only one cherished thing
After a while, she turns into tears
Once the tears fall onto my left hand they freeze into loneliness
Looking back, what was there?

She gradually forgets me
But she doesn’t know
that there hasn’t been a day
that my wounded self has loved again

I don’t need freedom
I only want to carry her dreams
Advancing step by step
The eternity that she gives me isn’t heavy

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