Forget the past, sleep the day, wake not for the dawn of tomorrow.
Bleed the pen, burn the paper, dry those tears of eternal sorrow.
Blind the eyes, pack full the ears, wipe the traces of that lonely smile.
Turn full-around, re-trace your steps, and walk alone for a while.
Edita Said:
on June 9, 2008 at 12:16 pm
I wish I could do it,I am afraid if I forget, I will lose even it, the last sad memories of what I had and could have had.