this is farewell
nothing left for me to do
and nothing left to see.
things have change
memories have gone
this is goodbye
this is farewell...


dry your own tearsWe’ve tried so many times before. We’ve tried so hard. Yet- we failed. I gave my everything to you. I tried my best- And believed this would work. You never complained. You never asked why- Maybe that’s the reason I now cry.dry your own tears
So long I’ve been waiting. So long to make you mine. So long I’ve even loved you- So long… I forgot all time!
We missed something though- You and i. Living past each other- Can’t believe we even tried. Maybe that too we didn’t see. Maybe- This is the way it’s… supposed to be: &nb
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The rain is green under the branches of our forest.
(Sorry for coming back on this a little late, I'm being a little too much busy right now
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The rain is green under the branches of our forest.
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My Gallery | The aim of art is to represent not the outward appearance of things, but their inward significance.
Aristotle
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"...I hope you choke to death on lumps of stars..."
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My Gallery | The aim of art is to represent not the outward appearance of things, but their inward significance.
Aristotle
I'm more than happy to read that you love that painting so much. Thank you.
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The rain is green under the branches of our forest.
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It is better to know u are insane then it is to go insane trying to find out who you are.
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It is better to know u are insane then it is to go insane trying to find out who you are.
Thank you for taking time to sharing this with me.
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The rain is green under the branches of our forest.
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---"Only those who risk going too far can possibly find out how far one can go."
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