Tuesday, December 14, 2010

...the closet in my heaven~

Look, it's flying...

look, it's shining

...look, it's falling~

-The little boy reached his hand out trying to touch the shooting star-

...But he did not know that that piece of sky was out of grasp...
...However, he learned the name of the black star's heart...

-Skidals, the unnatainable-




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