Monday, December 28, 2009,
She wanders on the ocean,
Once upon a day, many times ago,
She lost the path; leading to her freedom.
Now, surrounded by nothing,
Just some friendly clouds as company.
She finally finds the ship of sorrows.
Great and mighty sailing,
Without his master,
And only in the shaddows.
Many hands are reaching,
Through the windows,
Where she cannot see her reflection.
Eventhough hundred of fingers,
Touch her appearance,
Her feet are melted with water,
She cannot enter the ship.
Wandering she keeps,
Knowing she's close,
Looking for her heart,
Lost in the ocean.
©TIEN
12/28/2009 02:04:00 PM
Nick: Tien.
Gender: Female.
Birthdate: 19-04-1989.
Location: Netherlands.
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