Counting the MomentsFor every heartbeat, that made you smile For every joke, that made you laugh. For every tear, that I wish I could have wiped away. For every fear, that I wish I could soothe. For every breath... that I wish I could taste... For every touch, that I wish I could feel... For every scream. For every whisper. For every secret, that the two of us have shared.Counting the Moments
These WallsI lay here in my bed and watch the shadows flick across the walls. And to myself I do wonder, if infact they've seen it all.These Walls
If these walls indeed could talk, would they cringe and turn away? Or would they look in the eyes and whisper stories of my days?
What would have become of me if these walls indeed could talk? And if, maybe, they could tell, what I, in fact, would not?
Would someone come to help me, and take me somewhere safe? Or would everyone be too scared, and leave me in this place?
So, here I lay in my bed and
New account c:
Tired
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"The earth is but one country, and mankind its citizens."
HULLO THAR O:
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diOtherO a.k.a kid from heaven
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always love ~indonesia
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Why don't you join the poetry contest from [link] ?
It's free and every nitwit such as myself who enters gets a small gift
but someone like you might win one of their $10 000 or $100 000 prizes.
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