Mar 20, 2007

Journey











Time slipping
away
Only leave trail
of memories behind
Life is pacing
ahead
With dreams in
each our tiny steps
But this hollow
room in my heart remains empty















The time fairy
whisper in my deep but restless slumber
‘Your prince will
coming to you at his own time. Just wait.’
But don’t you
know the little she-devil?
Live alone in my
heart’s labyrinth
The same broken
angel that hiding too quietly
She has been
alone too long













Now she wants to
unfold her frail wings
With stitches all
around it
She is no longer
need prince to make her fly
She only need a
warm nest to coming home to

And I will build that nest…
With or without that
prince





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