A month away from the big day.
Tirades of babbling just wont go away
Stabbing through the heart like an inflamed spear
By the person I hold in my hart so dear
Keep it together the soul said
To meet the one for a long time you have waited
For it would be worth every drop of the dripping blood
To finally embrace the one who shall take away the sad
To the people I would die for
With an honest quest and nothing more
This tortured soul would survive the deepest of seas
For he shall always be there for you like heartless fleas
1 comment:
syg..sorry bout yesterday..tp semalam kite dah ok kan...;)
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