@9:49 pm
e shelter.
walking by the alley..
n found my shelter of hope..
i was pondering..
should i knock on those doors?
n having to realise..
ma feet had brought me to the entrance..
i cud sense..
e warmth..
the comfy..
and lastly, i cud sense your breath..
i step in the house..
e warmth..
e welcome...
im blessed..
unfortunately..
ma mind went blank..
everything went stagnant..
a real straight line..
no up n down..
n having to realise that..
i dun feel comfy n warmth anymore..
its not the house..
or is it juz me who tend to get sick..
of the surronding?
the environment?
or....
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i hate it wen i juz cant gain e trust from this ppl anymore. i hate it wen i cud sense the honesty, the pureness but i cant hold it for long. i hate it wen you chase wen i ran but u walk away wen i stop n wait. i hate wen i cud sense it.
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very much in love =)}
