Monday, April 14, 2008


Mood: Easy.
Song: Hollywood undead- Kids.
Who created this entry: My darling YL.
Aim: lose more pounds.

The sound of the piano, if its muted, the thud of the keys against the polished wood composed no music but.. there's rhythm. Yes. It still lingers. Thud. Thud. Thud. A novice would create a foreign path on the milky white spruce but can't replay it after the first stroll. Like humans that can never go back from their current destination.

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