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Friday, January 25, 2008 // 4:07 PM

screwed my o's.
am gonna be so busy appealing for schools. shithead.
but my girls cheered me up ytd.
hais.
met up with them in the late night.

and gosh, enaye met with eerie stuffs on her way home. she's scared stiff.
and me, i'll be busy going to different schools. =/

Together,
Within a smudge of blue, I walk the footpath.
Together,
With only ourselves in a group, we are content.
Together,
We talk about the important things of our lives.
Together,
We are somehow complete, needing no-one else.
Together,
We hear the voice behind us, interrupting our private world.
Together,
As if one person, we glance back, seeing the face that spoke.
Together,
We try to accommodate the person, losing the closeness we had.
Together,
The conversation we make is of mindless events.
Together no longer,
We become smatters of blue that once made a beautiful smudge.

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