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Saturday, October 07, 2006

Sky's stars well got them down on thy,
casting wishing but only hoping for peace.
God, the meteor's waking me.
But whatever living creatures by heartfelt or touch ever done to you?
Why is the cold wind blowing into the porch of my heart?
Freezing every flow of mine,
Killing every feeling of thy.


Petals falling so quick I can't even be fickled.
Hands holding onto a candle,
telling me everything's gone.
Looking through the window,
Was those dreams and promises made overnight,
I stood by the door,
tracing for your steps.
Praying everyday years after years,
But I've made clear a fool of myself.


Far and clear basking in moonlight,
Should I declare that tiredness victory?
I thought I vowed for everything to you,
but why are you the one who's leaving?
Do you know what you did to thy?
Thou convinced your undying love,
while thy stand on its advantage,
hoping for a better time spent the next day.
But was it come so soon only to see you leave.


Reminisces of the pouring snow on streets,
That night I caught a moon for you shot,
That night I carried you on my back.
That night I wiped your tears on your face.







Tonight, I cried myself to sleep.



Since you left me dead laid here ;
[1:46 AM]