Day Dreaming

August 17, 2008 at 1:15 am (life, love)

Old cities, rainy and wet.

New cities, calm, though, lonely.

Hours pass by, every day, on the nowhere road, while memories roll down by my very eyes, dripping like paint, on a big white wall.

<<Creating beauty>>

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