*~bleakness~*
hiding behind the door,
a cold hard shield,
form with sudden rush,
to split the world,
a small and tiny being,
struggles to stay alive,
its hard to breath,
sinking, help.
a gush of cold wind,
swept the earth,
clearing all goodness,
leaving all dirt,
filled with vaccum,
is this the place?
a scream without voice,
remains unheard.
arragonts formed to blind the mind,
for the silver shield is set inside,
to piss and anger ,
who ever comes by,
a sadness appeared,
without denied.
darkness filled the little eyes,
confusion flood the tiring mind,
ignorance is a blessing,
we slowly realise,
naivety will stay,
i hope,
it survive.
Dreamer's utopia
i want it to be a place where i can spit all the secrets and stuff that i wanna say :) a place where there is no secrets and a record of my daily life :P
Sunday, September 12, 2004
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