Saturday, March 1, 2008

the laughters behind...

there's a laughter behind my skins
not the normal trace of schemes
it's the masks of my shyness
by the sea breeze, you'll see

there's a sadness in between my brows
not the common ways of cries
it's the way i will cherish
by the moonlight and you'll sense

sometimes life is just a fairy tale
something that i can only tail
nothing seem more real than a frail
nothing seem more distance than this trail

there's a path i needed ahead this maze
not the usual way to pursue
it's the passage of an issuance
by the edge, i'm merely a pretence

there's a life beyond my forest
not the assurance of blaze
it's just a dream i amaze
by the time, i shall be a craze



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