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matthew emmanuel lim ke wei
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Saturday, August 26, 2006
oh my gosh...
i don't know why, but i just feel so empty again. the post-slc blues are coming back. and i've no idea why at all. everything was fine until i look back at the lights of the airport, beaming into my eyes. i really have no idea why it just came so sudden. i feel so weird and lost...
BLUE
We exchanged a goodbye,
without much of a sigh.
No tears, no pain,
just feel the wane.
The past few days,
she says,
just flies by.
But none cry.
As I leave the landmark,
i did not leave my mark.
But as i turned my eyes,
i just heard cries,
From the bottom of my heart.
i really don't know what.
i turn back into reality.
the other side could only pity.
The lights escape my sight,
but the pain is still uptight.
i watched the sky,
who asked me why.
i could not answer,
i could not mutter.
all i knew what was true,
was that the inside was blue.
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that's better...
love,
emma
forget me not.
10:20 PM
