i want to become Air.
Wednesday, May 29, 2013
Friday, May 17, 2013
Scattered Dreams
I had a dream, once
I sang my dream to the Ocean
I write that dram in dpth of Stone
I think my dream is Grand
and Vast
and Noble
Until I met Yours
My Dream scattered
Some vanish into the thin air
Some fell down to the ground
My words are dead
I cannot speak, nor sing
My eyes became blind
I cannot see beauty, nor uglyness
And I can't see my self
Draw near
To you
Entangled my Soul
with Yours
And forge no Dream
to our future
Because everything we live
and breath
is fragments
of the Dream
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