tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187470088062560888.post2181721328395197940..comments2023-03-23T04:35:48.438-07:00Comments on Rather Clueless: Memory of The MoonShoeBoxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12510067807604049574noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187470088062560888.post-8261289167025054852011-05-06T11:13:29.981-07:002011-05-06T11:13:29.981-07:00Funny I was just telling someone about the rocks m...Funny I was just telling someone about the rocks my dad paints. Lonely. Lifeless. But they look so damn peaceful. The moon really is just a thing. Like the heart...we tend to give it personality and power, just because we want to. Because we wish it did.ShoeBoxhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12510067807604049574noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187470088062560888.post-37502602587488058962011-05-05T16:27:08.393-07:002011-05-05T16:27:08.393-07:00it's a really beautiful write sb
too many time...it's a really beautiful write sb<br />too many times these days i see the moon only with a cynical eye;<br />as a lifeless rock painters have used to fool our hearts. maybe it is something more. surely the moments must shelf somewhere<br />lwDalaa Ba'chohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09231347030348405370noreply@blogger.com