Wednesday, August 12, 2009

Lost

The rain was pouring unstoppably and the cold was like a sting over my skin, its as if piercing me wholly...

Droplets stab the coldness of rain unto me, so cold, the rain seemed to have accompany me as tears flew down the pale cheeks. Just then I sighed.

Walking aimlessly whilst looking above the gloomy blue sky, I asked myself,

"Are you Lost?"

-Lady in Red

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