Saturday, October 22, 2005

tryin to be poetic



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How many nights have I lain sleepless in bed thinking of you?
How many nights have I lain in bed wishing that when I wake up in the morning, I could finally say that "I'm over you."?
And what wounds time heals, what kisses time also conceals.
If it's true that time heals all wounds, why do I still feel this terrible pain when I remember you?

抱紧我 吻我 喔爱~~~别走*
7:45 PM