Heavy head,
Spinning top,
Love from hate,
Never to stop.
Am all ears,
With no fear,
All these years,
With no tears.
Why now,
Not later,
Or earlier,
For that matter?
Nothing,
Too bad,
Not a thing,
Can be this bad.
Tried,
Not enough,
Sick and tired,
It's really tough.
-A piece of Junaidah's thoughts
Thursday, September 01, 2005
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Life is rough, sometimes, isn't it?
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