Monday, July 16, 2007

Random

When the sky turns grey,
And raindrops hit against the roof,
With a warm cup of water by the side,
And a slight runny nose and cough,
She often wonders,
She often whisper to herself,
And she can't help feeling......*speechless*
(actually...I can't find the words)


There is always something about life eh?

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