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Wednesday, August 12, 2009
I don't wish to quarrel with you,
But i got no choice..
Not only you can be angry,
Everyone can angry..
I know maybe i was at the wrong first,
But I am not a punching bag for anybody to angry at,
I got my own feelings..
No one will understand,
Except those who experienced it before..
before i start to write this post, i made a poem.. A poem only when you happy can see it as happy..
See it sad when you are sad.. Maybe you are the cruel one and no feelings on it xD..
here comes...
My Colourful Candles
When the time i meet you,
Your eyes are full with colours..
One layers by one layers,
Show your feelings, your dreams and your wishes..
For the every line you say to me,
Pass through my frail spirit like an arrow,
Injected a needle of strong will..
Without our knowing,
Your feelings, your dreams and your wishes,
Covered my icy heart,
Created my wonderful life..
This had awaken me,
From the world of black and white,
Lit up my candle of colours,
Lead me to a colourful world.
-fusion of black&white
7:03:00 PM
