Saturday, September 8, 2012

Δ Hidden Forbidden (un)Holy Ground

A little place inside.

No one can touch it, no one should touch it.

Tried to erase it from the first realization.




It’s still there.

It wasn’t there.

It wasn’t exist.

It is never exist.

For those who believe, for those who doesn’t care.

If it never exist, why does it hurt (sometimes)?

More effort?

Should we give up and face the fact?

Memories just memories.

It wasn’t “just” if it’s affecting you... or the people around you.

Especially the one you loved.

Hidden Forbidden (un)Holy Ground.

Dwelling inside us.

Just there, doing nothing, but with something here and there.

Just go away...

Go away...


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