I was going through a crowd of people risking their lives trying to make your celebration possible yet no matter how far i go,towards the end of the horizon,i still couldn't find you.
Images from that day keeps on playing in my head.I think of you when I drink coffee.We miss you dearly brother.
Wednesday, 3 September 2008
Bad Dreams
Posted by Juno at 06:36
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