-Heart Invader-

In her complete solitude, she was tired and bruised... Contemplating in a darkroom, she was sitting with a vodka in her left hand and on the other is a gun. Her mind is bursting with things one can't even fathom.

Calm, undisturbed and blue Like a lonesome blue bayou. Tempting me into a rush strides, I saw a reflection, a reflection of me and some were mystery. In her deep serenity springs an oasis of curiosity. The cystal clear water entices her, to touch, to feel and to forget were she were. She felt the coldness, But it didnt pierced through her heart, She was unruffled as she was smart. They said nothing could me more deeper than the depths of the ocean, I beg to differ because no one can measure the profundity of the heart of a woman.