Wednesday

==>Portable Sadness in March<==

First visual is getting hit by a broken link...
Old weapons allready poor to be knock down...
Wished to be longtime ordinary just for remember...
Hand use to shared dance drop for accepted...
Head seeing skies to reach out stars upon midnight...
Agreement momentary hack for living free...

Mind still clocking to feel everything for me...
i was forward to be alone...no other laugh for now...
just feeling God for my mistaken when my footer
always being me who comforting every little second
to get involve in this machinery time...

Get well being label for my though, and this holding
scream just to be caught when im hit a new library...
Escape just for few misunderstood eyes of romance
Hope for this believing wind will blow my smile to
cry with huge sound of weaver in tomorrow wakeup...