Tuesday, December 15, 2009


“Every man has his secret sorrows which the world knows not; and often times we call a man cold when he is only sad.”

Tonight, im cold, i would raise my hands to Heaven and pray that I'll be back someday.
Tonight I need sweet cares,that hold me in the darkness. Tonight i would calm my restlessness, and relieve my sadness...

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