Sweet candle light
Your my one and only hope
My distraction ridder.
With you and the shadow
I trodde and rode this road.
Where I think, I write
For all that's about me
All that I see and hear,
Whence walk meadow of thee.
a fight I try to have, "a struggle" in short. sigh, maybe just a stubborn kid not wanting to share his toy or in a clearer sense a nonsensical fight(of what is generally perceived).
All of which I ju...
school time was awesome.
I don't want to forget those dear memories, friends, and all the naughty stuff I and my friend had done. it's a journey...one yet to be finished.