Too fragile, broken it might be upon my touch.
Like butterflies, like rainbow.
Wonderful, but untouchable.
Beyond reach, beyond claim.
Who am I to own?
A mere bystander on a winding road.
Giving in, giving out.
Reaching in, reaching out.
What's there to seek upon?
All the time I wanted.
All the space I needed.
But to feel is to let it flow,
to let it known.
3 comments:
Wooo .. Mak tam jiwang .. hehe .. :P
mak tam? haha... bnyk beno gelaran kamu nie ehh.. ayong... hihi!
ape ayong ayong.
ape mak tam mak tam?
SAYE AIN LA.
:D
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