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Thursday, April 5, 2012

My Tired Heart


What does your desire?
What is also true lover?

My tired.
Tired in here, heart.

Once dried.
There seems to be embarrassed.
Trough, Then passing by.
Always be.

Eyes, ears, the skin, only love existing.

Crushed by day, just waiting to die.

On the weathered back of.
In the twilight.

Then white cloud, just stare at it.

Expecting will appears your beauty face.

So that ease my heart, tonight.

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