"In order to love, i let myself loose.
open my heart, it gained beat so soon.
an empty vessel, a voice unheard,
my eyes soon soaked with memories of tears.

I looked into the mirror,
who do i see.
I free myself up,
from a tunnel so deep.

Is it fate, a work of an angel,
or is it another untold fairy tale.
pouring over heated senses,
unkind words spilled out with tinge of nonsense.
u carried over my overloaded burden,
i carried the whole world one hand on my shoulder.

Familiar or too familiar,
it makes an ordinary mountain burn.
what has not been told,
what has not been said,
is buried under untold, unsaid.

Forever it may be,
or forever there can be.
seems like atlantis is indeed hidden beneath.
a world filled of unknown mystery,
to have met u remains my greatest accomplish.

Turning in bed must have been a daily routine,
but the voice u whispered when close to me,
seems like i was starting to rewrite history.
lights turned fire,
fire turned heat.
heated exchange sank esteem.

The fisherman stood up from his second pond.
a hugh one, he has caught.
he is now ready to row,
to the sea, out he goes." --Wen (part two)