Saturday, 12 January 2013

I knew a sad boy

I once knew a sad boy, who once upon a time loved to dream a dream. He dreamed one day to change the hearts of men with his words, to elevate those without hope to the mountain of fulfilled ambition. But as time grew on and the winds of sadness and failure blew in his nostrils, He had lost his dream and now only held on to the dream of death.

K.Oni

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