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Tuesday, June 2, 2009


Silence's breath, a gentle hum
Smell of death, a presence numb
Tears of pain, glimmer of fair -
Tainted soul; tragic despair

White scenery; its cold touch
S'hollow beauty, clear as such
Crystalline lips; speak thy name
And hear it fade, ne'er the same

© Lim Chooi Yi
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A/N: Wrote this poem during the PJK exam, and tweaked a bit after school. Sorry bout the lateness yo, Ainil :P


10:02 PM | back to top

Love.


Someday, I wish I could be your sunflower.

Why?

So I can brighten up your day the way you brighten mine.


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