conflict

as the flower rips the scene with it's torns..
a heart ponders more as it cleans it's wounds
such torns the flower has were cut by thee heart
then there came a wind
a wind that hushed a light phrase of hope
that such passion shall endure the test of time..
unsure though the flower is...
thee heart of the forlorn soldier..
minimized the agony of the confused flower
thus, resulting to trust..
then again will they have their wind act to as the fire would..

almond

hay kahapon grabe...

unang beses ata un na bad3p xa

tapos mega drama sakin na bkt daw ang kanyang shoti ay napapasaya ako ng inde sinasadya.. hmmm.... anyways...


basta i'm happy na he is uber happy... aun... 4 sure kakalkalin nanaman nea blog ko

tsk tsk tsk.... crap.. i miss him a lot...