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Monday, December 05, 2005

dear frens

ward yu do wen d oen yu lurved keeps yu waiting?
ward yu do wen yuw aited 9 mnths fe rhimt ochnge?
nothin happens...
nothin felt cnvincing
nothing felt true
war dyu do wen he admits?
war dyu do wen he says he will?
wen all of dat falls on deaf ears..
war dyu do wen yu rlurved one makes yu cry?
make syu p[ut on yur fake smile?
makes yu worry all d tyme?
ward happens wen yur heart turns cold?
ward happens wen yu felt liek runnin awae?
ward happens wen yu are always d one decidin...predictin and hafynd answers?
ward yu do wen yur tempted to rep[eat d mistake?
wen yu noe its a mistake..
wne yu noe it hurts yu
wen yu noe yu need to do sumtyn
wen yu noe yu cnt take it nimore...
wen yu cnt chnage cz he doesnt chnge
wne yu keep on gifing and he ekeps on receivin
it aint christmas evrydae
wen hes at prom at yur bleedin athome
internallya nd externally
war dhappens wen yu plan wif sumoen else instead of him
and yu noe yu shuldnt do dat
but he doesnt make effoirt to be der....
ward happens wen yu feel sidelines..
ward haoppens wen yu jus felt small...
unimportant
and worthless
alll my werds fell on deaf ears
all my msges been deleted once answered
all my voices were unwind and filled
and all myhww riting were erased from the walll
andi reckon he wnt even read dis..
i reckon he wnt even care
i reckon he will jsu finds it amusing
i reckon he wnt do anytang der...

like i said....
im useless
tho his werds isnt..
tho hsi poems were all true
tho his poems were all soothing to read and ehar..
glorious and proud...
bu in between his own lines..
spell myname
along wif useless...


dear boyfriend
muhammad ruzaini muhammad rashid
iassume yur too busy to lisetn to me cry
too happy hafin fun to hear me say
too rimas to hear me explaina nd complain...
dis are d werds i wrote fer yu
tho i told myself
I DUN TYNK ITS TRUE
but myw erds is unlike urs
it always topple me dwn...
it aint always lie0ing dats is why its nvr won anytang
unliek yurs..
its nvr true dats why it won
i noe its poersonakl
i noe its private
but tho hw private and poersonal it si..
yu nvr seem to hear it..
yu nvr seem to notice
yu nvr seem to understnd nor realize...
against hw publicise its been...
ignorancer is always yur bliss towards me..
i wnder hw yu nvr seem to diferentiate me and yur frends..
note yur guy frendss
yu complain wen im like their gerlfrendsd..
yu atke me fer granted wne im yru frend...
hw cn i chnge wneyu make it dificiult fer me to...
wen i see hw reluctant yu are..
im yu dun amke effort to make me stay
to make me wif yu foerever
to make be urs fer eternity
hw yu dun moan of pain wen im nt around
cz i tot im evry part and bit of yu...
i tot
i jus tot...

i said goodbye to yu...
i dunoe ward else to say...
i hope yu tynk...
its all up to yu....


yurs truly
sheena...
i hurt and bleed because of yu


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