12.08.2012
Broken mirror hanged on the wall;
Reflecting your image which was so pale;
Deflecting every truth into lies;
Your eyes are so glazed;
Tears were covered by dust of sadness;
Beyond a thousand miles you're lingering waiting for something uncertain;
Looking for something which is buried under million pieces of memory;
Everything slowly becomes grey, is it me who is drenched now?
Every teardrop is affection which can't be shown;
Possessing you seems to be my ego;
Loving you seems to be my desire;
Being tired with reality and disappointed by expectation;
Pretending to be apathetic because I care;
Waiting endlessly just make me sick;
Autumn just arrived, flowers are dying;
Weeping gently and howling stealthily;
Rain washed your silhouette and fragrance;
Leaving emptiness without residual;
Every pieces of mirror became dust;
Unbearably my thoughts flown and invoked by the north wind;
Every attachment slowly broken off;
Leaving wound inside my heart;
Eternally it's torn apart me;
Leaving heartbroken in the longest biding...
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