Saturday, June 13, 2009

3rd Flor. SRG Building.

Such things are still unknown to me..
Like the dirt on my face.
the wind of my heart.
The echoes of my soul.
Closing my eyes.
Remembering a child's embrace. So pure.
It's like painting a sky with a gray paint.
Always that feeling when it's about to rain.

Copyright 2009 by: Emery.

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