When it get closed to Dec. 7, I start to be LOST in LA.
The battery started to run off,
The lives are mess up
Like strong wind blowed to falling leafs ,
The time, of coure, never stop.
The space, of course, is never slilent.
Some dreams are gradually lost,
I are aimless to live.....
CAUTION,
The devil erode my mind
1 comment:
Take your time. I think you can come over it. ^^
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