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&. quote of e day...

when your heart gets broken,
you start to see the crack in everything.


let me be alone.
and i must really recognize my beloved DEAR sister.ah wei1!!!
the credits must go to her.
biggest one some more.muack


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Sunday, November 11, 2007
10:58 PM

Whats the one thing that pains you the most? who is the one to pain you with just one expression.
The man of my life.

still drowsy as she is, despite the hot bath to warm her soul.
she loves the morning,
the sun to shine,
and the rays of golden sparks.
in the bathroom she hears,
the man gong out of the door.
'i hope he's happy at work today' she asked for the heart to pray.

The deceleration of the lift feels like a hundred years.
the door opens and what welcomes her was the world so bright
she could hardly open that tired pairs of eyes.e
she could hear the birds, the leaves and the breeze.
everything so soothing to the ears
the sun feels so cosy.

snuggled up in her own arms
she hears a familiar rumbles of engines from behind.
It slowly glide down the slope and turn round the angel.
white metallic giant maneuvered by a man of age.
His face tells the story of loves, courage and perseverance.
he yawns. as he drove toward her.
in her eyes, the yawn triggered her tears.
a wave goodbye
a smile that heals all pains
was all she needed and wanted to give.
she had them all.

she smiled in the tears
calling out to the greatest force again to pray
for the man in her life
she loves till dies.


;i am afraid