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Wednesday, January 14, 2009
Autumn22EllaNabila

My peaceful, quiet dreams are coming to an end.

On that day, there was only one voice to be heard.

Soon, the moon will hide behind the clouds.

Even the sky grows dark, if i could feel your warmth,
I wont hesitate anymore.

In the sky i can't reach.
By thinking someone, the impure become innocent.

Thinking of someone important to me is what guides me now.

To find the answer i've searched for,
i'll take on any pain.

I'm going to cut through this endless dreams with the pain that i've endure.

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