December 11, 2012

I wish that old cloud would remove my pain
When it begins rain
I wish your smile
It could be not short as your small heart
I wish to know
How you could show
Your cold huge to me
Is it fair share, just share your coldness with me....

Run

Run, run always run, all the time till I'm done. Run, you believe done, life must run. run, run my dear son your life is near to shine I...