13 January 2005
my heads a highway...
tryin my best to make it a day...
i close myWill n i seeU
is it wrong that i'm missinU....
my life's a passWay....
Tryin it all to go my way...
i think iof the past n i seeU...
is it wrong that i'm missinU.....
myEye's r hungry as it want to potray...
things i'm so scared to want to say...
i'm tryin myBest to stay at grey..but then i seeU
is it wrong that i'm missinU.....
MyLegs are chained...
as i'm weak and mundane....
i'm trying to Lay as i'm breathingU
is it wrong that i'm missinU....
MyHands build sweat...
thinkin when we have actually met
sitting still with lots to spill..
is missinU still a pill......
this may make u feel such a fret..
something u might want to say "forget"...
apologies if i've made u blue....
but is it wrong that i'm missinU....
10.00 am
*please don't freak.....but LostPoet.....this one's for you*
_NOTE: curry's cheeks are turning xtremeLy RumRed as she tries to press the "publishPost" button....eheheheheeh_
Karee dan Crap nya
We all die. The goal isn't to live forever, the goal is to create something that will ( " ,)
1 comment:
my frend told me about u're bloggy...
it was hard at first to log u in...
but hell... it was worth it....
u are talented and brave in xpressing your mind...
any one ever told u that?
Mr.FurrBall
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