Sunday, November 25, 2007

Seeing her reminds me of you.
Was saying out your name and I suddenly paused.
Who are you?
A stranger, a passer-by, a classmate or a L****
It has been kept inside for too long.
I refused to touch it, refused to open it.
I know, if its touched, saddness will be here again.
The rest of the day was spent stoning.
Just cant concentrate.

posted by cutechicky @ 11/25/2007

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