Wednesday, September 14, 2011

walking on pieces of broken glass


my tears was dry,
so that i can't cry,
my eyes was blinded,
so that i can't see,
my heart was hurt,
so that i felt pain,
laughing and smiling,
just fake on my face, 
while inside i felt like,
i'm walking on pieces of  broken glass... 


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