Thursday, December 28, 2006
In ur eyes, all i am is a future
money tree. U neva fail to
remind me of that every dae. But wat if no matter how
hard u shake it, no money drops down?
Do u realise that i'm always
silent when u mention that? Do u realise how
scared i am?
I'm juz a
small ice cube in the middle of the desert, weathering the heavy storm...
Alone.
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