Wednesday, March 15, 2006

A night to dance,
is a night to shine.
I saw you at the corridor,
but i can't make you mine.
You stare and make a turn.
Emptiness .
Just like a unique Phamtom.

He's hit 3 in a row.
You just can't make it stop.
How is he suppose to cope.

STOP!

Its another day again.
He's Afraid.
My!!
Please. Stop!!

Its once more a day.

[Just a thought. i guess.]

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