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To the stars that played with the darkness
I sang of love and burned up completely

Thursday, April 05, 2007 @ 12:11 AM

my poly fren joycelyn used to comment tt im like a frighten kitten whenever im walking down the steps. no doubt abt it.

i almost forgotten tt the fear all along existed cos it has taken a double dosage. my knees trembled and im always frighten of missing a step. sigh. anyway i slipped and sprained my ankles 3 times b4 so tt explains my fear.

how much do u realli appreciate a person? thank you notes? letters? cards? pressies?



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