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Tuesday, January 3, 2012

Nthr Yllw Lmp

She thought she found her yellow sun, but she was wrong...
The bright was as bright as the yellow sun, so she went there...
She was lingering along the yellow lamp and hoping that it was indeed the yellow sun
She was hoping that she doesn't have to be another fireflies that died around the yellow lamp


She was wrong.....
She was too naive and believed in the yellow color..
She put her trust and hope to the yellow...
When the yellow turned into the moon, it attracted another thing

She was killed instantly....

Burnt by her love for the yellow lamp
She thought it was the yellow sun
She died again...
Screamed in her death

Why? She asked over and over again
Silence..... Only the sound of wind
The sound of desperation
She could only feel

She buried deep into the ground
Cannot bear anymore the hurt inside
She wished death and burnt to her soul
She wished to be vanished.... like a fog..

No more dreaming
No more hoping
She died.... with no love, tears, and happiness....

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