She feels blue about...
sometimes she seems fictional but nothing goes ordinary as well. life seems unique tons ahead. wondering if the path still continues to vary again. she believes everything happens for a reason but she never feel the reasons are REALLY connecting to her. perhaps the inside is still dark? no one can ever tell. the truth is being out. what happen when perception becomes prejudice as hell.
remember the phrase,
roses are red,
violets are blue,
what you try to forget,
don't blame it in you..
yet...she wonders again.
Mar 14, 2012
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