PEACE LOVE AND UNITY

Don't you blink when I shake hands with you. You don't know what these damn hands can do.

Monday, January 24, 2005

If I told you, you were beautiful.

Dear Mr. Rain,

You could have come during the past weekend. But you didn't. You could have wait for this coming weekend. But you wouldn't.

You decided to drop by tomorrow and Wednesday. My working days.

You're breaking my heart. Have you no mercy?

Your thousand shattering pieces,
Me.

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