:: The Stars in The Eyes ::
The wind knocks on the window
over the room as small as me
Twinkling stars so beautiful
Filling the room with love tt cant be seen
Eyes so blurry with tears
Like those stars embroided in my eyes
Too hurt for my legs to walk
For this is never meant for me
Caressing my wound gently
Embracing me to sleep
For the next day I will just keep on smiling

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Friday, July 06, 2007

The incomplete

I agree nothing is fair in the world



and Even though i do not have everything but im still optimistic and i feel sufficient.



But when i tot at least i had this



which wasnt perfect and complete but to me at least it was



I realize i dont.



It was incomplete all along

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