| Tuesday, July 20, 2004 |
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This land is foreign. Yet, this is where she stay. She hated it, but then she fell in love with it. For the breeze of the wind and the smell of the air is... new and different. Soon after, she laid her eyes on him. And in her vivid mind, she saw the pink sakura falling down and the oasis filled with fresh water. She knew it was him. Him that made her happy. Him that made her love. Still, she was invinsible. No matter how close, he was out of her reach. But she smiled, and she laughed. For the presence of him around was good enough.
One day, she discovered pain. He was taken. She's lost her love. And the vision of sakura falling vanished. She mourned, and she sulked. No amount of smile could cover her sadness. Not even the comfort thought of walking in the rain. His presence jilted her. She felt stupid. She felt ugly. But most of all she felt defeated. And she began to hate this land again.
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| posted by efarina @ 2:25 AM |
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