Sunday, July 4, 2010

A short notice



I can’t sleep,
I can’t even eat,
Waiting for the phone ring,
Abruptly half of my body is dying,
While you’re contented there,
I’m suffering here,
The uneasy feeling covered all around me,
How can I run from it?
But I manage to swathe it,
The audacious inside is too strong,
Too strong to be knock down,
Suddenly my hand phone beeping,
You make my temperature reheat.



-Me-



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