Sunday, May 7, 2006

Lament

So much to write, its becoming unwritable.
So much to say, its becoming silence.
So much to do, its becoming undone

Am I up to the task?
We'll see, we'll see

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

To have you beside me, through the rough seas and good,
I know we'd make magic, I'm sure that we could.
For you are my soul mate, I believe in my heart,
And to get to our dreams, we must first make a start.


So, until the time comes, when the timing is right,
I'll cherish our time everyday and night.
And if in the future, our dreams become one,
Then I'll know that our dreams have only begun.....

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