Sunday, May 27, 2007

of sufferings and dreams


My heart was always afraid that it would suffer.
But the fear of suffering is a lot worse than the suffering itself.

Because I could never suffer, when I go in search of my dreams.

You are my dream.
Tell me, how could I possibly suffer,
When you are the one I'm searching for?

I searched, and I found.
I found you.

You know it.
You know you're my dream.

My n*t*ll* girl.

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