January 1, 2011

cold.night

we've been thru the new year night
wishing it will be full of lights

and we're holding each other tight
but you're out of my sight


Ohnoo..
Maybe it sounds like a rhyme
But i didn't mean it, i just wanna kill the time

with a memo, camomille tea and the lime
just sit here
waiting for your sign

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