Wednesday, 14 March 2012

bright be my way

the fortune may be told is sitting besides me
the dark road is not as dark as before
there are hundreds of candles along the way
light up my steps...


all the sadness flies away in the circle of tough heart
my soul just cant take any surrender after all
all the grives I own, slowly numbed so deep down indeed
just in case they are shadows of my past, hiding beyond piles of layer

breaking the old mirror and the reflection of gloomy day
may the new one let my reflection brighter
because one day I will flatter my wings on the blue clear sky
and the sun are the shining eye raying my whole day
because this wings are learning to get stronger
for one day I will swallow myself on the highest cloud..


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