Saturday, December 26, 2009

It is good talking to a stranger because they don't know you.
And they won't simply judge you.
They would only listen to your craps.

But one day, when this stranger finally became a friend,
then only your nightmare begins.

And too bad, you don't know where to hide, where to run.
You are stuck in the middle of nowhere.
Full of regrets.

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