__Me & My Confession.
Saturday, January 20, 2007

Last Thursdae we had an English lesson...at the hall...for what?? he say we mus have a big empty space for gaining idea to write a poem bout ourselves...it has been ages since I study LIT...so...i dont know what the hell i wrote...
my poem goes like this:
Empty road symbolises me
Smiling inside crying outside
Silent walk me through my dreams
Never once seen the true ending
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Smiling through my way,
That is me
Making new friends along my way
Going school alone,
Never will I
Cos I have friends,
Walking by me
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Do I know me?
Yes I do
BUT....Showing the real me??
Never will I!!
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Frankly i dont know what i wrote...come to think of it I sounded so JIWANGZZZ...hmm...pple once again i wont be updating dat much unless i have tonnsss of free tym...TC SWEETHEARTS


Blogged @ 1/20/2007 09:12:00 AM


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