Broken into something,
admirable or whatsoever,
doesn't matters....
Like the pieces of glass,
reflecting the incident legacy...
and it was just a memory.
Like the dew drops on a dry leaf...
Waves touching the feet of shore,
but yet far away..
Water pouring over the sand,
and evn then not wetting it..
Is it all because , I LOVED YOU,
or is it all coz........
Whatever, now i have to live it...
ANYHOW!!!! 



jst wanna say gr8....!!! :)
ReplyDeletethnxxx pingu.. :)
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