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Wednesday, March 18, 2009/ 7:47 PM
Us

Undone are thoughts.
Unbound is the mind.
The sky remains the same.
Yet, change at heart is mild.

Destroyed are hopes.
Disrupted is the flow.
The love remains the same.
Yet, there's still death upon a human kind.

Why try protect what the protector burnes down?
Why give us hope when hope itself falls down?




/ Mindless




Relatively empty,
Relatively blind,
Relativery sweet,
Relatively kind,
Relatively broke,
Relatively mind
Less.


/ Scribbles

My Mind
You Ask Me Why I Love You
What Else
Just Blue
***
Отражение
The Window
Thoughts of Mine
Seconds
Two Ends of the Line


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