Hotel California
Life is not treating me kind these days. I feel like the prisoner of Hotel California, you know. Such a lovely place, such a lovely face. But there should be some backdoor over here. I'm trying to get my mood back: Some dance to remember, some dance to forget. The problem is that I've to fight myself somehow, I've started it after all. Will do my best to find my way up.
Stay tuned for the next post which will come in a few minutes.
Stay tuned for the next post which will come in a few minutes.
2 Comments:
Dear cyrus
can i do anything?hope u get well soon.one more sentence of that lovely song:we are prisoner of our own device;)
By Anonymous, at 1:46 PM
Arash:
Thanks my friend. You are very right. We are prisoners of our own device.
By Cyrus, at 5:16 PM
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