Sunday, January 17, 2010

- the best way were sometimes is the thoughest way -


Moonlight blue appearing his face
Underneath the dark grooming night sky
Revealing my miss to someone I adore

Night is always be my closest friend
Its darkness...Its beautifullness...Its loneliness...



Right where I stand watching the night,
Elaborate lonesome,cold, and mistiful dawn...
Thinking of you now...
Talking to my self...
Over the sadness deep inside..
Baby..I hope for your happiness, no matter how hurt it is for me....

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