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Thursday, February 08, 2007
Little Angels...
A sense of foreboding assailed into my mind for that very moment.It happen so fast that none could see nor hear what was going on.A crevice appeared upon my heart with unbearable pain.What was really happening?I see you through the darkness where no one found you.A glimpse of you lifted me.The feeling that i was told to keep in me was nailing throughout my internal self.I asked the stars that shone above me what was it going to be like.It heard me and reflected words into my eyes.A secret between me and the stars.Chalet for the past three days had me realisE things.Life just sux at times where things happens to go wrong. Much fun was created there.Spent lots of money too.Everyone was happy there and tired out by lots of 'things'.
However i love you my darling girl.
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