.... A wisp of silver strayed diaphanous beneath the moon,suspended in d inky of night.. HE felt himself spinning down, down, down, in a vortex of despair. Was there to be no love 4 him in this cruel world, just bcoz he's useless ????? hurmm..
Sunday, October 18, 2009
day by day..
Posted by ikhwan ceria at 8:55 AM
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