Monday, 6 June 2011

The Pink Sky...


I woke...dreaming we had broke, dreaming you left me for someone new and you cried, drying those brown eyes, crying you're sorry...But sorry won't do!
But this is the way I need to wake, i'll wake to you and you never left me, all that i dreamt had been untrue... Open my eyes, I see Sky~

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