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Sitting on the swing, Dreaming of that last memory.

Monday, November 30, 2009
Sian .

Sick Die.
Rashes through the weekends made me so itchy -.-
lucky it's like not very visible.
hahas :x
This Saturday -.-
While i was having that delicious bowl of porridge cooked by my father .
i was smsing some person-.-
Then i accidentally dropped my phone in the porridge -.-
YMF SIOL.
-.-
SI BlurBlur-.-
now my phone have that porridge smell -.-
shyt-.-


I am still blurly waiting for you .
Without Teeling you & giving you that cold shoulder.
I wished that you could be the one ,
not me, to take that first step.
I know it's hard & you tried to do so
but you gave up to easily ,
so easily.
But through the time ,
Our Eyes met,
sometimes ,
i thought i was just imagining.
I always wished ,
we could be friends once more,
or something more.
Waiting every minute, turned hours.
Looking at that computer screen ,
That phone ,
I always thought that a miracle would happen every minute now .
Yet , Nothing happened.
During this time ,
every wild thought i had ,
i just felt that i was way too useless.
Maybe i should just given up sooner.
Or i already had.


The Wind Blows By,
Sweeping my Tears Away .
Of That Last Memory.

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The name is ALLY. Pronounced similar to Alley but I don't live in alleys and neither could I be found there.
A Day-Dreamer ,
~ Cookie LOVER
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Sitting on that Swing ,
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Once More .
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