Sunday, March 27, 2011

My W.I.S.H

All your armies, all your fighters
All your tanks, and all your soldiers
Against a boy holding a stone
Standing there all alone
In his eyes I see the sun

In his smile I see the moon

And I wonder, I only wonder
Who is weak, and who is strong?

Who is right, and who is wrong?

And I wish, I only wish
That the truth has a tongue

These eyes that produce tears aren’t the tears of sadness. it’s the tears of agony and pain by the love of something that i can’t touch or see but i can feel in my heart. He has never been so far away :)


So, what is my decision?

Please pray the best for me...

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