Sunday, September 20, 2009

Dear Reader,

Save these words,

Written by hands,

Of an empty heart.

To fill a void,

They were made,

For sanity's sake,

Eternal's charade.

Now they stand,

Never to cease,

Status quo,

Never remembered.

In all despair,

In all pains,

They serve the torn,

And again, They would wait.

Have pity Reader,

give them hope,

For they were born,

In mire of tears.

Take them from,

The selfish hearts,

Give sanctuary,

In your colored dreams.

So Reader,

If you may so,

Release thee,

Remember me.

-Reader, Meng

a leaf fell on 3:42 am

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