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Saturday, July 05, 2008 7:30 AM

:) Smile cos you got no reason not to...

first time i saw you, i jsut woke up
opened my eyes and saw an angel

second time i met up with you, it was dinner
i knew i had fallen for you and i couldnt stop

third time i looked at you, it was a long night
i realised the distance between us but i am still aiming for that spot beside you

its been a long night, not a fun one but at least you had fun. so it will pass. making the common mistake of thinking too much. sometimes i wish you will tell me whats wrong.
coldness gets us nowhere
cos i am still clueless over you.

hold me now at 7:30 AM
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