January 21, 2005
No Matter
No matter how
No matter when or where
Just don't care
Forget this pending nightmare
The weird life
The suspended exitance
Those pending nonsense morals
Forget them all toghther
Nothing is so wonderful to fly
Nothing is so mournful to cry
Nothing is so worthwhile to regret or die
Fly gently with the breeze in the sky
Like a light dry hay in the air
Live as nobody in nowhere.
Baoba | 5:05 PM
Comments: No Matter
سلام!
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راستی، شاعر كيست؟
يو يورسلف؟
شين | January 21, 2005 9:50 AM