Wanderer of Wonders

If you could sing some lullabyes for me during night and day, and then catch me when I need your arms the most; then perhaps I could visit your dreams till like eternity. Just so i can smell your presence, and please say you'd let me to.

Tuesday, January 16, 2007

Bewilderment

Just becuz the rain has stopped doesn't mean I'll be ok
The smoke is still unclear that it hurts my eyes
The place is still wrapped in fancy happiness that it kills my mind
And life is still a big confusion I wonder why....

when i can understand myself, then these fuzz shall instantly die.

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