lundi 29 mai 2006
samedi 27 mai 2006
Fly
My life is a battlefield, always coming back to the same point, the same questions, the same sadness and despair.
Don't know what to do, where to go.
"Becoming a child again, when all was possible, when all the things were undone, waiting for us"
I don't remember where I listened to this quote. Surely some movie, or book.
Bad spring for lost souls.
Don't know what to do, where to go.
"Becoming a child again, when all was possible, when all the things were undone, waiting for us"
I don't remember where I listened to this quote. Surely some movie, or book.
Bad spring for lost souls.