I am supposed to pursue my dream in this narrow winding road, stuttering in the crowds of people. It's not that I want to return to that past, I am just searching for the sky I have lost. Don't show the sad face as if you have been sacrificed. Tears do not end a sin. We have to carry it with us through in this maze of feelings with no ends in sight.
Saturday, June 30, 2012
The French song I like
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