'All pasts are like poems; one can derive a thousand things, but not live in them' John Fowles

Wednesday, November 24, 2004

Healing potion

Well well heartaches and more heartaches. Hey ger if you're readin' this don't think abt it too much ok (yea I'm referring to you, don't try to look away. Haha).
My self-concocted brew to comfort you a little, so drink up... a customised poem for you! Honoured right... I don't simply compose poetry for any Tom Dick Harry you know. =P

So what if your heart aches,
so what if your world dims,
at least there's still
the existence of chocolate cakes
and vanilla ice-creams.

So what if you're helpless,
so what if you're anguished,
at least you know
you have that cute dress,
just like you've always wished.

So what if you break down,
so what if you feel silly,
at least there's always
your bestest budds around,
take for instance me! ;)

Ok quite shaky, but my point is, cheer up! ^^

趁时间没发觉 让我带着你离开
没有了证明 没有了空虚。。。
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