Khuzama

When the dreams had let u down
When u fly to the sky n all what u find is emptiness
When the frozen breeze couldn’t cooling your soul
When some sweet songs hurt u inside 
When u dreamed about the dead one 
When nobody wants to listen
When u find your self disappear
When your eyes refuse to look
When…

…when…

 
Well…
 
Just…

 just wait ’till the morning come

 Would u…?

Because… 

            I do…

            …Understand…
 

I do…

Tokyo Tower, Rinkai Line
March 2007

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