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Sunday, September 04, 2005
My TYme

my tyme...
each tyme i looked
things changed
each time i assumed
you answered
each time i encounter
yu help
each time i stared
werds flow tru yur eyes
sriusly
i dunoe ward to do
or how to react
tho its been short
d duration is still unsaid
i wonder hw it wuld be
i wnder hw its going to turn out
but no werds to be told
no actions to be started
no feelinsg to be moved
no tears due to crumble
i sat dwn and tynk of all deeds yuve done
of all d smiles d stares and d werk to be done...
d retaliation poised thousand werds
d agreements laid unspoken words
fer nw....
i should juz watch and live my dreams
day by day
time by tyme
ill stared at the door waitin fer yu to cum by...........

...damit!i gta strt my werk!


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