Saturday, February 23, 2008

This Is My First Words



My Heart is Pure


You Makes Me Cure


But Some Times it Hurt


When You Are Not Around


But You Always Make it Fix


When I Hear Your Sound


Its From Your Breath


That Always Make Me Feels


Feels What I Can`t See


Perhaps The Animals Under The Sea


Or The Birds When its Free


Or Your Eyes When You Look at Me


I Think it Must be Me


Because Your Hateness is Gonna To Kill Me

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Now I know The Truth


Now I Will Say Goodbye..Goodbye