Thursday, June 16, 2005

I was willing to write anything today.. as I DO have piles of talks I want to share with the world..A bit of a raging anger, and wafting harmony.. pouring saddness and sneaky laughters..

But words can't help me to write .. everytime I try a line, I tear the paper.. then regreat I did..

Propably you don't get why I feel this way.. and its OK..
you'll never get it my friend.. I know it ..
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