August 2010
2 posts
“Now is when i close my eyes, tear drops lurking beneath the sheath and use a...”
– little_violet
walking away..
without a smile, and even a dream, she walked ahead.The fast selfish crowd, which people call “reality” held her no interest.. she never sopke nor she danced but even before she began to realize, the sunset ascends, ruthlessly removing her from her composed soul, into a folktale, untold, unheard.. uncertainity entertained her. maybe she knew it better, having lived with it all those...