12/03/2012

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 Nothing, but a normal walk beside the creekI stop to listen to the sound rocks and water makesA magnificent rock, pearl, diamond, beauty caught my eye and therefore, I went to seekIt made a pretty product sitting there near the lakeShould I pick it up?No! It's too fragile!Maybe if I make my hand mirror a cup?No! It's something you can't handled.I feel like…like its calling my nameI need this blissAn urge unjustified, something no one can blameLove! Love is what this confusion is. I love this rockIt makes me whole and a halfLove me rock. Love me like a target on lockI need you. You don't even understand. Neither do II gently take the rock from its place into my handLooked into it and found a soul, could be a lieSomething insolvable.How much love I have for this beautiful, soft, golden, perfect circleAnd somehow, I know with every breath I take, I won't be mobileWithout this rock, my skin turns purpleWithout this rock, life doesn't existWithout this rock, love is hatedWithout this rock, my eyes and sight won't be missedI've devoted my everything to this rock in a retarded second And in the past minutes, hours, days, I've walked past this sceneryThis rock has watched and made a permanent bondWith me, meaning, We were made for each otherWhich makes a purple-ish color in my headOut if my head, I'm going to take it home to make it a comfy bedIn my heart Safe and soundAnd never will we partNever, Never                  -Yuri-

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