and i would sing you a loud lullaby. when you hover aside and fall asleep. and when you drift in dreams... my loud lullaby will keep you awake.



she's.flying.home

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hmm...
one more days
sunday morning
me and her
and i’ll be singing “you belong to me”

posted @ 10:52 AM   2 comments


the.random.chaos

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yes or no? rise or fall? open or close? love me or love me not? leave or stay? hold or let go? live or die?

it’s quite ironic, that we ask to ourselves those relentless question with the answer were already there, in our pocket. battling an unnecessary quarrel between logic and conscience.

way to go. choice to take. side to fall. song to sing. food to eat. who to love.

in the end.

we’re just reaching a mouthful of denial. and swallow it whole.

and how after that… often we plunge ourselves to a whole new definition of feeling… hypocrite.

nevertheless. it’s the nature… a question is always born to be asked. while some, remain unanswered.

or maybe it’s just me. in a need of a new glasses.
posted @ 12:38 AM   1 comments



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