In between October and December, I let you down to Oblivion. The rain washed you out of my mind and I lived through your days like a happy-go-lucky drop of watery air.
Intensely as usual, in the middle of suffering and pain, my life was enjoying day by day the solace of the dark soul. Fighting against the odds of a tormented mind, I flourished in December, having the knowledge of an upcoming birthday.
Goodbye November. Eleven months have passed of the Christian year of 2011. Let's think we need the order, let's see we are the Chaos, let's feel one day will be over.