Wednesday, May 17, 2006

the wall...


ol' coffee shop
Originally uploaded by MagnusCalebLife.

I was old…battered and weathered…for I’ve seen the history in front of me…I cant re-call ever having loved in some one anything more than the image of them…no one ever caress me but my painters…they brushed me with colors…layer after layer…

No one ever love me in sense of love itself…them walked through me but not “in” me…

5 comments:

touchiefeely said...

where are we?
on the wall?
looking at the wall?
standing on top of the wall?
or are we the wall?

Haridas Rabindra Dasa said...

one thing for sure i dun like Pink Floyd and thats mean i also dun like "the wall" the album :)

siti rosman said...

bob dearest, amecam, fari helen arriving on schedule ke? udeh confirm tarikh jompa2an nya?

Mohd Jayzuan said...

gambar tu hang tangkap ke bob? kat mana tu? cantik..

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