Everything starts out simple.

Between these spaces.
Built the walls to watch it fall.
Like it meant nothing at all.
I gave and gave the best of me.
Never enough it was.
Never.

Sunday, January 21, 2007

I'm in a "jaded" kinda mood.

A Sonnet:I don't know how to write.
A haiku, five - seven - five,
Seems too tight.
Three little words I'm not able to say,
But dear you, this is what i can tell you today:
Though I can't say those words to you tonight...
Please stick with me cause I feel someday I might.

aww. Isn't it sweet. I cried when i watched Ryan trying to read that out. Damn these TV-serials making me cry all the time. It's a sweet poem to write or say to anyone. Sigh. Life just is... Life.

Fullstop at
12:10 AM

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All you need to know in 10 lines.
michelle/mich/MY-SHELL/MY-Selle
tpjc.
exceptionally nice if you are. :)
bookworm.
hibernating individual.
games.
my instincts are naturally 90% accurate.
bad with numbers.
loves deep, charming eyes. Everything starts with the eyes.
soft, cuddly things are fav.

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