The sound of her cry travels through the rain...

Embrace the sadness.
Grief quiets the sound of the beating heart,even if I have no voice...

Dedicated To Beatrice Hsu Wei Lun(1978-2007)

A life that was lived with rhythmic tunes & lovely melodies
A 43 hours coma that was fought with courage
Your eyes blinked
Your tears flowed
Your heart beat
Only could not move
But feel
So much to say
For only voiceless words can tell
Shapeless sorrow
Crunching pain

Unutterble emotions
Light as you felt
With wings you soared
There is a place decorated with luminous white roses
Accompanied with singing angels
For you shall be there
Where there is no more pain


P.S:Hope you'll be able to receive the letter that I wrote to you.






hate and sadness... Friday, 30 October 2009;10/30/2009 12:17:00 am
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