Monday, February 12, 2007


I know, I am not missing you anymore.
Just like a balloon, releases away
from my skinny hand
to the blue blue sky
without tied, flies with freedom.

I should be happy
because all of my troubles seem so far away from
me. Like a balloon flies over insane…

I knew, it will be fallen down to the ground,
Whatever how high it tries to be.

I give up.
Leave off all of my desires.
Melt away my sadnesses.

18.04 9/1/7

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