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Thursday, November 02, 2006

promises

123
promises for me
counts till 3
till yur promises run free

" we dun even talk animore
we dun even noe ward we argue about.....till it runs dry"

left unsaid
as always been said
left drifted
of dreams tru different twirl

"but it makes me weak wif desire
but i cant stop fiting the fire...coz you're irresistable"

swore secrecy
hearfelt poems
breakages
only by me

" and if i ever fall in lurve again,
i will be sure dat the lady/guy is a fren...coz its true wen it hurts"
youll never noe
of spoken words
of unintended questions
of true hurtful lurve given

"in my arms in my mind all the time i wanna keep yu right by my side till i die im gna
down liek a real frends suppose tryn to show you the life ob somebody liek you should live in...cz pls let me hold you"
wen all falls down
wen all breaks you
wen yu gt no clue
of ward triggered you

"im tynkyn of you in a sleepless solitde tonyte cz its wrng to lurve you
coz i cnt go on livin in a memory of our song"
impact
mood
painful
worth

"no no tel me hw i got it wrng no one jus cum along and take youfrm me
no no tel me im losin my mind..."
we were dreamin along
i got lead on
i fell asleeep
yu continue yur dream

"haf yu heard of the sayin for those who are playin
u dunoe ward yuve gt till its gone"
well i didnt noe....


i dunoe ward was goin on
so i wrote tyngs wenevr my itunes changes music
so my mood went wif the flow


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