Thursday, March 15, 2007

Last day...

Today
I just hope
wanna see you again
When I leave
I just wanna see you
I still watch and hope
your face will show up
at the front window
your beautiful eyes will watch
to the flying bird
your hand will wave
to the blowing wind
But,
You've never been there...
and the flying bird has gone lonely
the wind has blown sadly...
you are not there
and won't be there

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