Saturday, 15 June 2013

Assassined...

Like a hunter drawing near the hart,
Time slowly appeared before me.
Like the buds plucked from a tree,
Here lie my dreams down, life apart.

I loved my dreams, but they just deceived me...

Being Happy

Just like the kite floating up so high You often see me floating in the sky You wonder what keeps me so gay "He is always so jovial,...