Saturday, July 31, 2004

Birds fly in loving pairs,
Pups play with loving care,
do you see those loving bears?
even though i try with loving dare.
But i fly a lonesome flight,
and i play a lonely score,
i dont see no loving bears,
cuz i see no love in me,
i set them loose n they all ran free,
leaving loneliness to me,
good old loneliness for me...

this poem reflects how i've been feelin for this few days, i may seem to smile, but the wound is too deep, the feeling is too strong, i decide a poem would be best to explain... its easy to understand really... so plz jus read it for me will ya??

a leaf fell on 12:46 pm

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