Monday, March 4, 2013

See me an old way.

Now his eyes have changed: 
they don't see me an old way, 
they've become rather seeking
what can I say?
I can't say a word
when all he wants is
me too be, like him. 
He knows that I can't be, 
I can't be 
for I am scared
whose enemy will I be? 
But I still wish 
those eyes to see me an old way!


  1. .......beautiful the peoms.......beautiful the photos......i wonder the person behind this sees it in the old way.....


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