Saturday, August 1, 2009

I just wanna be with you . .

I have no idea why that thoughts of you kept flying in and out of the confuse mind. I guess, the feelings is getting too deepen, I swear , i swear, the thoughts of you makes me happier than never before . .

. . this is for you . .

You're staring me down, a glance makes me weak
eyes for striking
Now I'm twisting up when I'm twisted with you
brush so lightly

F a y.

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