-Sunday, April 26, 2009-7:18 AM Y
The Awakening A heart so warm,
That never fails to melt
A heart of ice,
Of extreme coldness
Where only darkness linger
Mugging one of their senses,
The sense to look forward to life.
The presence itself,
Entirely priceless.
The strength that’s able,
Able enough to lift a person’s spirit
Is what you possess.
The ability to make one realise
The most unrealisable treasure of all-time
“It’s your individuality that makes you beautiful”
TO BE CONTINUED....(
when I've got the time to think of such crap HAHA!)
Shrouded by Rainy Memories