TWIN HERVE SPEAK AND CRY
There are peoples who call u friends how pathetic it seems we never even met or felt a kiss, which I am sure would have seals the love and friendship we once, share…
Those words hurt me as they might hurt u, I wonder if I honest?
I don’t even think u truly cares, I was a nice “show-Freak” I guess…
No dolls, no sleep, and the same old job….
The difference I wrote a ballet, yes a ballet, I guess it could be turn into a modern version of a picture movie or could it?
I had a lot of time on my own, time I cry inside, I felt so lonely at time; death seems like an old friend I could not bare to even comp template to these days/ nights!
I am free and so scare as there is not poetry no nothing, as u have guess by now my little bloggies friends…
I shall be back but not as often I don’t see the futile gesture of doing this anymore but feel more pressurise to do my work which is work on my portfolio, by the way, I think it will be this year indeed…
The twins have gone, there are no more records, we are officially gone, disappear, extinguish, dead or alive no one shall remember who we were….
One day I hope the true will come up, as I have to lived with it for too long.
I am tired and wish a hug a big hug and a kiss, to feel alive, I don’t remember the day somebody kiss me and make me shiver, u words on the screen did…but was it anything real in it?
I sound bitter when I don’t feel it; I feel nothing I am…
This is my turn and later is turn….
Yes we were NEWS ONCE UPON A TIME IN 1970 to be precise, remember….
Ask u parents?
2 Childs raised by a Husky, barking AND eating form the ground like animals we are all…
I cry, I wish for impossible thing, but it is too late.
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