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seeking_serendipity
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Wed 02/05/14 04:56 AM
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I WAS HERE TO WRITE A POEM
i was here to write a poem, mind you, just a poem not a song.. haven't seen her for a while now, no wonder the words are all wrong.. why did you decide to swim so far, into that damn life lake, i am left on shore, you are no more, the world's a one big ache half my age is gone,all in search. but the longing seems to have no end , wonder when will it be, that we make it to church, whats this mystery, i just cant comprehend i hope you remember where's the place i live in, its the house with sun strokes and dusty hot sky, the lake is too big to find you, hope you are back soon, before the shore turns dry.. |
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Prettiness!!...."it's the house with the sun strokes and dusty hot sky"
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have you seen the movie called "there is something about sally"? you really remind of the movie everytime i see your face.. hope it isnt strage.. anyways, you sure do make me regret the fact that i ain't old .. lol.. tks for the encouragement .. chao
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have you seen the movie called "there is something about sally"? you really remind of the movie everytime i see your face.. hope it isnt strage.. anyways, you sure do make me regret the fact that i ain't old .. lol.. tks for the encouragement .. chao Yes, I have seen that movie a couple of times :) TY! ![]() ![]() ![]() |
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I hope she comes back!
I enjoyed reading your poem about love lost. ![]() |
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lol.. i wish so too, only except that there is no one to come back(at least in literal sense).. the poem is merely a figment of imagination.. cant say the logic behind the prologed bachelorhood of mine, but then, either i am too good to find a match or else too bad to ever find the penultimate company.. truth, only god knows.. b.t.w thanks for wishing nevertheless..
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lol.. i wish so too, only except that there is no one to come back(at least in literal sense).. the poem is merely a figment of imagination.. cant say the logic behind the prologed bachelorhood of mine, but then, either i am too good to find a match or else too bad to ever find the penultimate company.. truth, only god knows.. b.t.w thanks for wishing nevertheless.. Oh you're very welcome. ![]() When we write poetry, we open our heart and soul. So thanks for sharing . As your being single... my goodness, you are only 29, you have all the time in the world. May I suggest to brighten up your photos... they are too dark and lose the sunglasses. Just sayin' ![]() ![]() ![]() |
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