Prelude to B.L.A.C.K
Sitting near to a window in chilly early Sunday morning really gives a glimpse of emptiness, something that you can’t always get during the so-called ‘work days’, where less people on congested area. Deep inside this man’s mind, there are pictures playing over and over. Pictures that hold merely not only past memories but moments of every nodes of this man’ life. High-and-low; good-and-bad times are reduced into single card to conjure new confident-an enhanced self.
Confusion arise when reality collides with expectation and expectation collides with dream and fantasy. How could he allows this happen when everything is hoped to be fall into place – fall apart.
Backlink: B.L.A.C.K
Sitting near to a window in chilly early Sunday morning really gives a glimpse of emptiness, something that you can’t always get during the so-called ‘work days’, where less people on congested area. Deep inside this man’s mind, there are pictures playing over and over. Pictures that hold merely not only past memories but moments of every nodes of this man’ life. High-and-low; good-and-bad times are reduced into single card to conjure new confident-an enhanced self.
Confusion arise when reality collides with expectation and expectation collides with dream and fantasy. How could he allows this happen when everything is hoped to be fall into place – fall apart.
And his feeling so small
It was over his head
He knows nothing at all
And he will stumble and fall
Still learning to love
Just starting to crawl
(Say something debut)
Backlink: B.L.A.C.K
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