Stressing like a fish,
trying to escape from a hook.
Hanging from this string,
But I don't know where to look.
In my mind,
all I think is you.
But your anonymous,
So where are you?
I'm leaving today,
Where can you be?
So I can have one last kiss.
At last,
You come my way,
gave me a letter.
Which said,
I'll meet you tomorrow.
In the other side.
And you'll be mine,
forever mines.
See you tomorrow,
ßut not tøday.
Thursday, February 18, 2010
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