* Sir Winston Churchill *
When you have to kill a man it costs nothing to be polite
Wednesday, August 10, 2005
Day and night, side by side, watching the beautiful scenery, watching the star nights. In the day, enjoying the mountain scenery, the never ending surprise. The magnificent waterfall that plunges down, the horses gallop under the sun across the grassland, the two of us strolling on the grassland, hand-in-hand. In the night, lying on the grassland, looking up at the wide, starry night, everything seems so perfect.
There will always be thunderstorm in any part of the month. Gone, nothing, destroyed. Couldn't find you anymore. Trapped in the dungeon, chained to wall. Everything is back, just that, there is no point in struggling anymore. The fire of hope that had burnt in me had extinguished. Hanging on the wall, looking into the darkness, thinking of the beautiful memories. Tears streamed down my cheeks, nothingness is so scary.
You are the one that locked up my heart, You are the one that gave darkness to me, You are the one that extinguished my hope completely, You are the one that truly destroyed me.
There will always be thunderstorm in any part of the month. Gone, nothing, destroyed. Couldn't find you anymore. Trapped in the dungeon, chained to wall. Everything is back, just that, there is no point in struggling anymore. The fire of hope that had burnt in me had extinguished. Hanging on the wall, looking into the darkness, thinking of the beautiful memories. Tears streamed down my cheeks, nothingness is so scary.
You are the one that locked up my heart, You are the one that gave darkness to me, You are the one that extinguished my hope completely, You are the one that truly destroyed me.
Battle won at 9:59 AM
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