Wednesday, June 2, 2010

Hold fast to dreams
For if dreams die
Life is a broken-winged bird
That cannot fly.

Hold fast to dreams
For when dreams go
Life is a barren field
Frozen with snow.

Dreams by Langston Hughes

I feel like walking away again, leaving this place.
The difference is, i shall not turn back like before.

I feel broken and hopeless,
For even the closest people in my life has shut me out.

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