شنبه، ۵ مارس ۲۰۰۵
So much to live for, so much to die for
If only my heart had a home
Sing what you can’t say
Forget what you can’t play
Hasten to drown into beautiful eyes
Walk within my poetry, this dying music
– My loveletter to nobody.
اینو آیدین در ساعت ۱۱:۳۹ نوشت.