Your tears,
So poisonous,
It spreads within,
Even killed my soul.
Your cries,
Such a weapon,
When used by you,
My heart wailed without end.
Your regrets,
So much to take,
Its fast transfer rate,
Made me run and never come back.
-A piece of Junaidah's thoughts
Sunday, February 12, 2006
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