Friday, June 3, 2011

The Ghost

Silent, the meaning of truth that revealed between lies. Sitting here, hiding behind the computer. Waiting for another message, no time to get rest on the time to talk about serious foolish things. Same old story, different time. The power of mind.
I'm the king, there's no reason for me to giving up. The storm can stop me for while, disaster can come worst but no step will be backwards.
Two steps ahead, four steps back, but never giving up. Years passed away like a flash of eyes sight. Speed of the car giving no chance to break, I can jump out like a dog chasing the bone.

Stupid King without thrown and kingdom. Lost in the middle of smelly mist.

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