bari improv

Tuesday, September 20, 2011

i guess music is my only cure for loneliness and the need of companionship : /

my heart is like a frozen rose.
so cold without any warmth.
fragile and broken easily.
lonely and has no one to be with.
frozen so solid tight.
always long for that someone to give it warmth.
so that it can know and rejoice life again.
During the coldness of the rose, it is so dull and quiet.
Lonesome was it all. But grace it hides underneath those petals.
Where are you?
To give it warmth and make it lively again.

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