all my life,
i only wanted happiness,
all my life,
must be full of fullfillness,
i was just hoping,
for a miracle to happen,
that would probably change my life,
that would probably make things better,
when i think about it,
what i know is that,
all my life,
it has been full of tears,
it's sad and i feel like a stranger,
a stranger to this world...
-created by me on 27th april 2003-
1 comment:
p/s : i like this poem
because of i love the part
when u said
"i was just hoping,
for a miracle to happen"
because its happen 21 minutes
before i spend my time alone
in the dark with a coke and cigar
and wish my ownself "happy birthday" and SHE leave me 10 after u done writing this poem.
*sheesh*
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