It starts.
Reading the same line,
Even if we may be blind.
Hearing the same cleft,
Even if we may be deaf.
Posted by wereuthere at Wednesday, June 15, 2011 0 comments
The New Start
I think I might have found the one,
Someone whom agreed to walk by my side,
Someone who doesn't mind my flaws and thriftiness,
Someone who I think might just weather the rain and shine.
Its you that I wake up to,
Its your laughter that I hear before I sleep.
Come what may, I said maybe in May.
Cuz in the last evening of May,
You agreed to walk beside,
Hand in hand as long as we both poissibly can.
Posted by wereuthere at Monday, June 13, 2011 0 comments
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