Sunday, February 17, 2008
It is my problem afterall
Eden Eden here you are
The blog seems so empty without your roar
You have many things you wanna say
But your heart just seem so faraway
Remember that you told your friend
To think of something and lend you a hand
Grateful grateful to the poem he did
Because he didn't make you sound like a kid
Emo emo emo elmo
This is not call finding nemo
The heart you locked up in the box
Would one day one day be unlock
People ask you for the day and time
But it's as hard as making this rhyme
But soon soon I will tell you when
Because this post is coming to an end
What I feel is more than words describe
Or any pill that one could prescribe
So just count from one to three
And I will eventually be set free
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P.S. I can't do all these poetic stuff but at least I tried.
Posted by MrEden at 7:23 PM
