May 21st,
Sweet, Tiny, Little Dream
I had such a nice dream
That i regretted when i woke up
As my tears started to fall
I now realised
That i missed those fantasy
Which turned into fragments of memory
That i wanted to keep
And became a vague memories of mine
So its true
Dream can help to escape reality
By letting us immerse in
'Fantasy'
-Zn, 12:40-
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Dear You
RastgeleDo you believe that our brain has a lot of unexpressed poems that paper cannot handle? Here, in this book are part of the complicated brain cell that were trying to be expressed. Enjoy this complicated 'brain'. Some random thought and poems which...
