I am not verbal.
Far from articulate.
I simply don’t know how to.
But there’s just one small thing
That I’m wishing for.
For somebody to listen to me.
To pour my heart out.
My worries.
My thoughts.
And that’s all I’m wishing for.
Wednesday, August 6, 2008
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2 comments:
this is so straight forward and true.
makes it just nice because of the simplicity.
Owh Q...
Sorry for the late reply to your comment.
Thank you dear... :)
It's a compulsive rambling of a twisted mind.
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