Silently rose that first step,
Who knew will it flunk now and then,
Who knew it will give wings to fly..
Or someday lead everything to disdain.
Such are the glories,
They flare,
We glare,
And, Up there,
Somewhere, Is a burst of applauds~
Sooner, I realized,
the praises were a Myth,
Changes are for Real.
The madness.
the wildness,
which drives us crazier each day..
The shattered hopes,
the lost love..
Midway which have mattered the most..
The evanescent memories..
Which were holded for so long,
There is no left intention,
For such Retention..
A prodigious Vision,
For a Fresh Start,
Is Up on my Mind,
That's all what I have had to wind.
1 comment:
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