walking down the same streets
somehow it feels so different
random places
to be cherished always
holds so many memories
reminiscing them
brings out floods
uncontrollable thoughts
swirling in the mind
a blur in the horizon
a falling leaf
so many things are so special
a lot can change
but it still remains the same
it can bring out pangs
in that special place
lovingly given
cruelly torn
what it feels like is known
when broken beyond repair
when ripping out that part
with bare hands
seems so relieving
Friday, December 12, 2008
am still here
Posted by loabi idiot at 1:31 PM
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1 comment:
hmm
and you are still here
thats good
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