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Wednesday, March 4, 2009,
I've heard alot of talk about living.
About achieving, About being someone and trying your best. Fighting to be seen and climbing the ladder endlessly. But I know that I can hear the birds as clear.. just when I'm down here. They say I will never reach the stars. Nailed to the wall and just hanging around here.. But I don't care just if I'm down here, down here with you. Hearing the birds clearly only with you. Would you walk with me? Would you hold my hand? Till the end of the street and beyond? With me untill the sun goes down? When I close my eyes at night, Dreams are moving swiftly by. You know.. I've always searched for you. In the days I've been living, the dreams I've been dreaming.. Even in the thoughts I've been thinking. I can't help that it is true. I want to help you through your days. I want to help you through your nights. Would you hold my hand? As I try to reach your hand, you see mine is freezing. I wish I had the courage to say all these things out loud. I wish I was not alone, not alone all the time in my head. Stucked with so much feelings I close up. Behind these thoughts I am hiding from you, Behind this heart I am waiting for you. I want to hear you breathing, speaking, I do remember everything you say. Whispering through the night and looking to my reflection As the moon is shining and the rain is falling knowing that this love is right. ©TIEN.
3/04/2009 01:57:00 PM
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