I cannot paint you, my love.
Your calm eyes clashed with the storm in your heart.
Thoughts wrapped alone in the cold, followed the scene
I created; the essence is lost as memories came crashing into
the walls of brown earth and hot kisses going up in smoke.
The colors are smeared, the canvas remained blank and my eyes burnt.
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hi Mitz!
Finally..an update ha. =)
Oo nga. I just found out that i have some posts that I did not publish pala. ha-ha.
Anyway, I hope to blog as often as I can. :)
hmmmm...;)
paminsan- minsan nagsusulat di. :)