♥♫Juturna♫♫ <---> Eternal Sunshine Of The Spotless Mind♥

♥♫"Can we last through the winter
The water's starting to freeze
The only one who remembers
Taking the wrong step falling in front of me
This body's already aging
These nights are already long
And if I last through the winter I swear to you now, I wont call

Congratulations, go home now

Will we last through the winter
Will we make it to see
I never wanted a partner
And I never loved you
Now you are free to leave
This heart is already frozen
I can't remember the fall
And if I last through the winter
I swear to you now, I won't call

Congratulations, go home now

It's too late it's too late
They won't let go
Follow five foot steps through that open door, open door
It's too late it's too late
They won't let go
Follow five foot steps through that open door, open door

It must be buried under the heart
That makes this pace consistant
You'll find it torn, that's gates been open
And I've been wondering, if you'd been real with us

It's too late...

It's too late it's too late
They won't let go
Follow five foot steps through that open door, open door
It's too late it's too late
They won't let go
Follow five foot steps through that open door, open door

Its that start stop and go
You've been dying for, you've been dying for"♫♥
♫*In Fear and Faith --> Circa Survive*♫♫♫

♥Favorite Quotes♥
Joel: Constantly talking isn't necessarily communicating.

Clementine: This is it, Joel. It's going to be gone soon.
Joel: I know.
Clementine: What do we do?
Joel: Enjoy it.

Joel: [in the house on the beach] I really should go! I've gotta catch my ride.
Clementine: So go.
Joel: I did. I thought maybe you were a nut... but you were exciting.
Clementine: I wish you had stayed.
Joel: I wish I had stayed to. NOW I wish I had stayed. I wish I had done a lot of things. I wish I had... I wish I had stayed. I do.
Clementine: Well I came back downstairs and you were gone!
Joel: I walked out, I walked out the door!
Clementine: Why?
Joel: I don't know. I felt like I was a scared little kid, I was like... it was above my head, I don't know.
Clementine: You were scared?
Joel: Yeah. I thought you knew that about me. I ran back to the bonfire, trying to outrun my humiliation.
Clementine: Was it something I said?
Joel: Yeah, you said "so go." With such disdain, you know?
Clementine: Oh, I'm sorry.
Joel: It's okay.
[Walking Out]
Clementine: Joely? What if you stayed this time?
Joel: I walked out the door. There's no memory left.
Clementine: Come back and make up a good-bye at least. Let's pretend we had one.
[Joel comes back]
Clementine: Bye Joel.
Joel: I love you...
Clementine: Meet me... in Montauk...


Joel: Hi.
Clementine: Hi. Didn't figure you'd show your face around me again. I guess I thought you were... humiliated. You did run away, after all.
Joel: I just needed to see you.
Clementine: Yeah?
Joel: I'd like to, um... take you out, or something.
Clementine: You're married.
Joel: Not yet, not married. No, I'm not married.
Clementine: Look man, I'm telling you right off the bat, I'm high-maintainance, so... I'm not gonna tip-toe around your marriage, or whatever it is you've got goin' there. If you wanna be with me, you're with me.
Joel: Okay.
Clementine: Too many guys think I'm a concept, or I complete them, or I'm gonna make them alive. But I'm just a ****-up girl who's lookin' for my own peace of mind; don't assign me yours.
Joel: I remember that speech really well.
Clementine: I had you pegged, didn't I?
Joel: You had the whole human race pegged.
Clementine: Hmm. Probably.
Joel: I still thought you were gonna save my life... even after that.
Clementine: Ohhh... I know.
Joel: It would be different, if we could just give it another go-round.
Clementine: Remember me. Try your best; maybe we can.

Clementine: You're not a stalker, or anything, right?
Joel: I'm not a stalker. YOU'RE the one that talked to me, remember?
Clementine: That is the oldest trick in the stalker book.
Joel: Really? There's a stalker book? Great, I gotta read that one.


Clementine: Joely?
Joel: Yeah Tangerine?
Clementine: Am I ugly?
Joel: Uh-uh.
Clementine: When I was a kid, I thought I was. I can't believe I'm crying already. Sometimes I think people don't understand how lonely it is to be a kid, like you don't matter. So, I'm eight, and I have these toys, these dolls. My favorite is this ugly girl doll who I call Clementine, and I keep yelling at her, "You can't be ugly! Be pretty!" It's weird, like if I can transform her, I would magically change, too.
Joel: [kisses Clementine] You're pretty.
Clementine: Joely, don't ever leave me.




Joel: I don't see anything I don't like about you.
Clementine: But you will! But you will, and I'll get bored with you and feel trapped, because that's what happens with me.
Joel: Okay.

♥Dir En Grey ♥ ディル アン グレイ-Glass Skin-

Japanese [HD]


♥ "It comes and slowly stains my heart Thats been cold, all alone and so tightly closed
The sins are scattered everywhere Theyre around me I cant see it It vainly comes just crashing down In this sad and forgotten little town The truth we tend to look away from lies down deep I open out my wings of glass Up and towards the wind melted future So just please dont go Please dont go Be close to you"♥

English Subtitles

♥ UnderRated -FTSK- "Forever The Sickest Kids"♥

♥Favorites Songs by FTSK♥

1. She's A Lady
2. Whoa (Me vs Everyone)
3. Breakdown

Late Night Movie! ♥ August Rush ♥ ♫♫♫♫

Favorite Quotes:
Wizard: You know what music is? God's little reminder that there's something else besides us in this universe, a harmonic connection between all living beings, every where, even the stars.

Louis Connelly: [Louis explaining not giving up music to August] You never quit on your music. No matter what happens. Cuz anytime something bad happens to you, that's the one place you can escape to and just let it go. I learned it the hard way. And anyway, look at me. Nothing bad's gonna happen. You gotta have a little faith.

Louis Connelly: [listening to the music on the roof with Lyla] Can you hear that?
Lyla Novacek: What is that?
Louis Connelly: It's a wish
Lyla Novacek: Now what does that sound like?
Louis Connelly: [singing] well it's a marvelous night for a moondance, with the stars up above in your eyes, a fantabulous night to make romance, 'neath the cover of October skies...
Louis Connelly: When I was a Young fello, I used to talk to the moon
Lyla Novacek: Are you making that up?
Louis Connelly: God I haven't done it in a long time
Lyla Novacek: Did it ever talk back?
Louis Connelly: Well it used to, now I just find myself sitting up here talking to meself, like a loon
Lyla Novacek: well I'm here
Louis Connelly: yes, you are...
Lyla Novacek: [watching Louis stare at her] what are you looking at?
Louis Connelly: you...

August Rush: The music is all around you. All you have to do is listen.

雨の日 ♥♥ A Rainy Day ♥♥ My first japanese poem

今日雨が降りました。 私は彼について考えた. 私は彼がいないのを淋しく思います。彼は過去です 私は彼を愛することができない。彼は私を愛しません。時がたつにつれて私は私自身を見いだします後悔しています. 彼は戻って来ない 私のためではありません. けれども雨は私のために着実に降ります.♥ Brewster, Nefeteria 2009

♥ A Dubious Battle (Spiritual Warfare) ♥

We're crying, we're fighting ,it's warfare ,we're dying Believing we're winning ,it's ending ,we're singing It's already done We've overcome... *Flyleaf* He remains unseen, our faith holds onto his existence by his blood we are washed, and live this life of innocence Living in the world makes us weak, holding onto his word gives us the chance to survive the insanity that devours this land Somehow they try to turn us away, they want proven facts, they want a show who are they to tempt, this precious lamb, when all the have to do is let go Releasing the unbelief, breathe in the spiritual grief indulge in his commands why do they forsake, and shake our faith why can't they understand?? They doubt you yet they want you Curious to pull you close But they let fear interfere they turn their backs and let you go He remains unseen, disguised in the clouds His wonders he plants throughout the land But the visions of the unjust turns the soil rotten his beautiful works, how his hands carved the earth, suddenly it's forgotten and yet he loves us, he continuously forgives but he can't tarry for too long he's preparing the way, for the righteously saved, and his judgment ten times strong But who can he claim if we forsake his name who will he come back for when the end is near There seems to be no end to the Christians who pretend that they pursue each word he prepared They doubt you yet they want you Curious to pull you close But they let fear interfere they turn their backs and let you go Now we walk alone in this belief we're everyone's new comedy So many jokes, so many puns No more respect for what you've done Welcome to Israel, Welcome to Rome They rest in sin, their brand new homes They doubt you yet they want you Curious to pull you close But they let fear interfere they turn their backs and let you go I am not perfect I am not proud I am a sinner A broken child I live with the unseemly I live among the unbelief I live among the saved I live among the weak I believe in the unseen I believe in his power I gain faith through the natural world To depend on his coming hour They doubt you yet they want you Curious to pull you close But they let fear interfere they turn their backs and let you go ...but let us believe in hope Brewster, Nefeteria *copyright 2009*

Stronghold Of My Heart

"Knowing the truth is waiting in the dark
You're trying to hide the scars from the world's mark
On your knees asking once again
Oh He's looking down ready to come in"
*Disciple*



There are days when the darkness takes over my thoughts
Days where I can't find myself; my mind seems lost
Days when the world's threats cuts at my veins
And lead me to times of regrets, misery, and shame

But I find myself abiding in him, my heart beats to his commands
Insecurities are set aside and I grasp onto his hands

There are days when these tears flood my eyes
and my pupils dilate and drown in my sorrows
but he takes me in, and stretch forth his hands
he holds me until a new morrow

I find myself abiding in him, my heart beats to his commands
Insecurities are set aside and I grasp onto his hands

The world may put me down, but I replenish myself from his love
My flesh feels dirty and drenched in sin, he makes my heart pure like a dove
He reveals the beauty of me, only he can see the pain
He can hear my silent prayers, and when I call upon his name

Jesus is my refuge, he is the stronghold in my heart
Jesus guides each steady footstep, and sets the pace to my walks
Jesus fills the cup I drink from in his spirituality
Jesus is my only savior, he helps me back onto my feet

I find myself abiding in him, my heart beats to his commands
Insecurities are set aside as I grasp onto his hands

Brewster, Nefeteria

*Copyright 2009*

Paradise Inn

"My time has come, I'm slowly fading
I deserve what I receive
Jesus when You are in Your kingdom
Could You please remember me"
*Third Day*

These bruises are from the stones they throw
because of your love, I couldn't let go
I refuse to shout, I didn't give in
I refuse to walk their paths of sin

Will you remember me, when my life comes to an end?
Will you receive my soul in the paradise inn?

They slap me with vulgarity
I turn my cheek the other way
My mouth glued shut, I eat my words
With no response I walk away

Will you remember me, when my life comes to an end?
Will you receive my soul in the paradise inn?

There are footsteps imprinted on my forehead
and scars engraved on my back
It's the mark of the normal things
they despise me cause what I lack

They beat me in my chest, and punctured my heart deep
hanged my body out to die; they bound my hands and feet

Will you remember me, when my life comes to an end?
Will you receive my soul in the paradise inn?

I'm crucified with you, with every word I speak
Crucified with you, because of my belief
I'm crucified with you, for it's you I beseech
when I'm dying in the emergency room
They're hoping to see me in my tomb

Will you remember me, when my life comes to an end?
Will you receive my soul in the paradise inn?

Burying me deep, they seek to bury my flesh underneath their prison
But will you remember me?
will you induct me into heaven?

Brewster, Nefeteria
*copyright 2009*

♥ I'm Feeling Good...This calls for a song!♥

"Dragonfly out in the sun you know what I mean, don't you know
Butterflies all havin fun you know what I mean
Sleep in peace when the day is done, that's what I mean
And this old world is a new world
And a bold world
For Me"

I agree Buble. I'm Feeling Good ;)

♥Sunday School!♥

I ADOOORE Church! Yes, I'm a dork! A dork for Jesus! Being there just sets me free. I feel peace within myself. I feel confident, grace, I feel like I can literally move mountains (lol). I love learning about God, and when I take events from the bible and place it in my life I find more understanding. I unfold knowledge. I couldn't be anymore thankful. I just have to continue to preservere. I wish I could tell someone about it, anyone about it....well anyone who would believe me, or join me in this great feeling. God has always be gracious to me, sometimes I feel that he punishes me, or throws inconvient troubles in my life that jjust makes me want to scream WHHY ME?!?! but I know it's all for a purpose. What the purpose might be...Idk but I'm always going to try my best to praise him through my storms. It does hurt, sometimes everyone else in the world seems to be running at a much faster pace but I believe I will make it to the end of the road. It might not be the exact time I want to reach there, it's all in God's timing. Theres so many bridges I have crossed over. Some with gaps so huge and sharks underneath waiting to devour you. Sometimes I might want to turn around and run back to the safe side and burn the bridge, forget about everything and just "live." But something supernatural keeps pulling me to the end. It holds my hand for awhile, just to make me secure in the thought that someone is here with me. Finally when I grasp onto the faith they let go for awhile, and let me approach hazardous things on my own. The majority of the time I believe I fail, and others sit back and laugh and indulge in my failure, but that just keeps me holding onto what I've grown to know. Who I've grown to love. Whom my heart has learned to accept. My belief. My belief in God. I mean...even if he doesnt exist, or I end up making my bed in hell, it'll be well within my mind. I prefer to make sacrifices that he made for us, then just to be selfish, or prideful within myself. I know I am nothing...and the world makes me out to be nothing, to feel nothing. But this unknown power sheltures me and nutures me, and makes me feel new. Within him I am something. He accepts me as I am, he accepts me as his child. I'll always believe in him for that.

d^.^b Listening to:
♫ Praise You In This Storm: Casting Crowns♫

Bedroom Lullabies...(Behind Closed Doors)

I can't sleep again. I have too much pressure on my heart and too much hidden words transcribed in my head. It's not just a broken heart anymore, it's something much more. My mouth wants to utter upon this pain but my tongue encloses it, holding it ransom. Maybe I've lost my trust, or maybe I'm just tired. I reach out to God. Maybe these are suppose to be the struggle I'm suppose to endure, and rise above...but when will struggle be over?? I feel like I could be devoured in this atmosphere. I find myself wearing a smile, and laughing off the hurt. Pushing myself into a trance, I distance myself from the world, my family, and even my friends constantly looking for other things to do, work that has to be done, music to compose, books to write...not even realizing how much more hours I've try to extend in a day just to runaway by picking up these redundent tasks. When the day is done, I fall into restlessness, and usually find tears rolling down my cheeks and onto my pillow case; drowning myself with the sorrow I hold inside. Usually as an antidote I reach out to my emotions through the lyrical genius of my favorite musicians. As I struggled to find a cure I ran through the lyrics from blue october's current cd approaching normal; I laugh at the title, it's like an oxymoron. I promised myself that I won't fall too deeply into pain because I can do some really deep self torturing. I'm beyond that stage in my life, so here is the cure. Someone that understands what I'm feeling and not afraid to acknowledge it. Or too high to lower themselves to someones hurt. These are the lyrics that match the pressure of what I'm feeling inside....I'm a little eased since I've found it..I can smile a little now :]

Song Title:{Picking Up Pieces}

I really need to talk with you
I keep stepping on the vein
That keeps my lifeline flowing thru
I wanna be your perfect stick of glue
But I don’t feel perfect at all
Sad and insecure flaw
I find it hard to hold conversations
I get sweaty sick and I wanna walk away
Its not you its strictly me in this situation
But, I’m wondering will it ever go away…just go away, still...
Sometimes I feel like weeping
awake and when I’m sleeping
perfecting how to put a game face on
This puzzle I’ve been keeping
has been in hiding creeping out the closet door
spilling out onto the floor
How long will I be picking up pieces?
How long will I be picking up my heart?
Listen, I’ll be as honest as I feel
I feel like I’m getting more paranoid and I’m hearing things
And they never turn out real
It feels like my heart is made of pure steel
It’s just so heavy all the time
I’m scared of death
And I’m scared of living
I gave up on the past cause it’s unforgiving
I misplaced my trust
I watched my word begin to rust
I’m a balloon about to bust
I need a place for reliving. Still...
Sometimes I feel like weeping
awake and when I’m sleeping
perfecting how to put a game face on
this puzzle I’ve been keeping
has been in hiding creeping out the closet door
spilling out onto the floor
How long will I be picking up pieces?
How long will I be picking up my heart?
How long (in another space and time)
Keep picking up pieces in the corner of my mind
How long (its getting oh so hard to find)
Keep picking up pieces in the corner of my mind
But I still walk on

♥ Good Enough ♥

♥Amy Lee! My doppelganger (Personality+ Style)! Evanescence #1 of my top favorite bands ♥ I miss them :'(


These lyrics personify the outlook within my spirituality, and love of course ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥

Good Enough Lyrics!

Under your spell again
I can't say no to you
crave my heart and its bleeding in your hand
I can't say no to you

Shouldn't let you torture me so sweetly
now I can't let go of this dream
I can't breathe but I feel

Good enough
I feel good enough for you

Drink up sweet decadence
I can't say no to you
and I've completely lost myself and I don't mind
I can't say no to you

Shouldn't let you conquer me completely
now I can't let go of this dream
can't believe that I feel

Good enough
I feel good enough
its been such a long time coming, but I feel good

and I'm still waiting for the rain to fall
pour real life down on me
cause I can't hold on to anything this good
enough
am I good enough
for you to love me too?

so take care what you ask of me
cause I can't say no

The Man Who Can't Be Moved

I love this song! I can't get these lyrics out of my head. They're powerful to me... :)

Songwriters: Frampton, Andrew Marcus; Kipner, Stephen Alan; O Donoghue, Daniel John; Sheehan, Mark Anthony

going back to the corner,
where i first saw you
gonna camp in my sleeping bag,
I'm not gonna move
got some words on cardboard
got your picture in my head
saying: if you see this girl can you tell her were i am
some try to hand me money
but they don't understand
I'm not broke I'm just a broken hearted man
i no it makes no sense
what else can i do
and how can i move on
when I'm still in love with you

cause if one day you wake up
and find that your missing me
and your heart starts to wonder
were on this earth i could be
thinking maybe you'd come back here
to the place that we'd meet
and you'd see me waiting for you
on the corner of the street
so I'm not moving
I'm not moving

police man says son you cant stay here
i say someone I'm waiting for if its a day a month or year
got to stand my ground
even if it rains or snows
if she changes her mind
this is the first place she will go

cause if one day you wake up
and find that your missing me
and your heart starts to wonder
were on this earth i could be
thinking maybe you'd come back here
to the place that we'd meet
and you'd see me waiting for you
on the corner of the street
so I'm not moving
I'm not moving
I'm not moving

people talk about the guy
thats waiting in on a girl
woooaa wooo
and i no who's in his shoes
put a big hole in his world
ooooo
maybe ill get famous for the man who cant be moved
and maybe you wont mean to but you'll see me on the news
and you'd come running to the corner
cos you'll know its just for you
I'm the man who cant be moved
I'm the man who cant be moved

cause if one day you wake up
and find that your missing me
and your heart starts to wonder
were on this earth i could be
thinking maybe you'd come back here
to the place that we'd meet
and you'd see me waiting for you
on the corner of the street
so I'm not moving
I'm not moving
I'm not moving
I'm not moving

going back to the corner were i first saw you
gonna camp in my sleeping bag and I'm not gonna move

♥Unconscience Absence♥

♥“Even though I’m the sacrifice you won’t try to find me, not now. Though I’d die to know you love me I’m all alone. Isn’t there someone missing me?”♥♥

She’ll sacrifice for him, and claim her naive prize
In this endless story she personifies as a disguise
The story portrays within her eyes, but her thoughts are left unspoken
Emptying her past into a script, a reminder of what’s left her broken
Her past seeks out for her as revenge, the feelings she refuse to inspire
This old route she’s taken all the wrong turns, but she holds onto heart’s desires
But desire loosens in her hands; she’s weary from holding on
Constant re-plays of turmoil and pain, reminds her of failures when all she wanted was to be strong
Striving to survive on her behalf behind the only emotions she can embrace
Can she depend on fate, or was she just a mistake?

She’ll claim him as her prize, if she ever finds him in the end
Only within his eyes she could survive; all insecurities were forbidden
She was so free, yet still she feared
Why was she brave? Or was she scared?
She had to lock her feelings inside a tomb, throwing him in the center of it all
And buried the key beneath his feet giving him the decision to make her emotions dissolve
But inside she didn’t want to be alone, and he hesitated to escape
Could she depend on fate, or was he just a mistake?

He didn’t seem to fight or struggle for his release
She didn’t seem to let go, although she claimed it in defeat
They both were aware that these feelings could bury both of them alive
However, through her weakness, she knew at least he could survive

“And if I bleed, I’ll bleed knowing you don’t care. And if I sleep just to dream you I’ll wake without you there. Isn’t something missing?”

Slowly she dies. Taking on the arguments she rages in her head.
Slowly she dies. Sorting out the visions embedded in her bed.
Slowly she dies. Finding solutions to cover up her frowns.
Slowly she dies. As the beatings in her chest throws her down.
Why couldn’t he love her?

She’ll dedicate the sacrifices, knowing that she’s alone, to the memorial of the lies she held onto for so long. “Isn’t someone missing me?”
No. She can’t fight him anymore, but as she closes her eyes to forever rest
It’ll unlock the gates of the feelings she stored
And let him walk freely out the door

♥“Please, Please forgive me, but I won’t be home again. Maybe someday you’ll look up, and very conscious you’ll say to no one…..Isn’t something missing?”♥♥

Written by: Brewster, Nefeteria Quotes by: Evanescence "Missing (Studio Version)"

♥ Pillars of A Man's Heart ♥

Stu Weber, in his new book, Four Pillars of a Man's Heart: Bringing Strength into Balance,(1) states that biblical masculinity rests on four pillars. The four pillars represent the four major facets of a man's life; these aspects of masculinity are: king, warrior, mentor, and friend. Weber believes that when all four "pillars" are balanced, peace and tranquility will prevail in our marriages, our families, our churches, and in the community and the nation. These institutions rest on the balanced pillars of biblical manhood, and they all collapse when the pillars lean out of balance. The major problems our society faces, for example, are the result of many men having one or more of their personal pillars out of balance--leaning one way or the other. For some men, the pillars have fallen down.

As we look at our society, it is clear that we are in trouble. Some of the pillars are leaning, and others have fallen down. It takes four sturdy, balanced pillars to hold up a building. "It takes four pillars to make a man. . . . who will bear the weight, stand against the elements, and hold one small civilization [a home] intact in a world that would like nothing better than to tear it down."(2)
-Lou Whitworth

Beneath his eyes are blueprints of what he holds inside. His heart contains firm pillars, but is decked out in disguise. Beneath his hat he wears a crown, he rules and commands a nation. Beneath his breast he wears a plate, battling enemies of the state, and on his hands a written demonstration. Holding back tears he listens with his ears, and seals the stories he has written on his heart. Sealing it shut, he keeps the trust and locks it in the dark. He is a companion attached with affection, a companion, a personal regard. He is quick to console, and refurnish the old, whenever times seems so hard. He is a King, he is a Warrior, he is a Mentor, he is a Friend. He is a true husband, he is a lover, he is Monumental, he is the true meaning of Men.
By: Brewster, Nefeteria
*copyright 2009*

♥ A Dubious Battle (Spiritual Warfare) ♥

We're crying, we're fighting ,it's warfare ,we're dying Believing we're winning ,it's ending ,we're singing It's already done
We've overcome...*Flyleaf*
He remains unseen, our faith holds onto his existence by his blood we are washed, and live this life of innocence
Living in the world makes us weak, holding onto his word gives us the chance to survive the insanity that devours this land Somehow they try to turn us away, they want proven facts, they want a show who are they to tempt, this precious lamb, when all the have to do is let go Releasing the unbelief, breathe in the spiritual grief indulge in his commands why do they forsake, and shake our faith why can't they understand?? They doubt you yet they want you
Curious to pull you close But they let fear interfere they turn their backs and let you go He remains unseen, disguised in the clouds His wonders he plants throughout the land But the visions of the unjust turns the soil rotten
his beautiful works, how his hands carved the earth, suddenly it's forgotten and yet he loves us, he continuously forgives but he can't tarry for too long he's preparing the way, for the righteously saved, and his judgment ten times strong But who can he claim if we forsake his name who will he come back for when the end is near There seems to be no end to the Christians who pretend that they pursue each word he prepared They doubt you yet they want you Curious to pull you close But they let fear interfere they turn their backs and let you go Now we walk alone in this belief we're everyone's new comedy So many jokes, so many puns No more respect for what you've done Welcome to Israel, Welcome to Rome They rest in sin, their brand new homes They doubt you yet they want you Curious to pull you close But they let fear interfere they turn their backs and let you go I am not perfect I am not proud I am a sinner A broken child I live with the unseemly I live among the unbelief I live among the saved I live among the weak I believe in the unseen I believe in his power I gain faith through the natural world To depend on his coming hour They doubt you yet they want you Curious to pull you close But they let fear interfere they turn their backs and let you go ...but let us believe in hope
Brewster, Nefeteria
*copyright 2009*