Monday, July 14, 2003

I kept crying in the mirror,
staring at the stars burning in my eyes
My tears did not wash away my sorrows,
but drifted the mist before my eyes.
My eyes are washed up,
but now I can see farther.

I keep looking into the mirror,
staring at the stars shining in your eyes
The felicity burning in my heart,
raises a long lasting smile to my face
My heart is washed out,
and now I can move further.

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Artmis/Female/31-35. Lives in United States/California/San Jose, speaks English and Persian. Eye color is black. I am a god. I am also ambitious.
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