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CLARE ♥

I only befriend people who can accept the way I am. Cold yet emotional, complicated yet simple. I can don a thousand masks but I won't in front of those whom are close to my heart. I bake, I cook, I sing, I dance, I'm just any ordinary girl you can find. Drown me with Long Island Tea Without Coke for that's my love. Never try agitating me. I forgive easily but I do not forget. I really dislike people who bitch nonsensical stuff about me to others. You're just jealous, so go get a life or ask your Mom for one again. Oh yes, I'm not picky about food. But I do adore good food. I mean really good ones. I've learnt to live through the worst of life. So don't come preaching me.


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Tuesday, October 30, 2007

Something I penned to express.

The sun has fell,
I wanna rest well.
Yes it's time to sleep,
I told myself not time to weep.
I miss your touch so much,
So bad my stomach lurched.

I close my eyes,
And I hear my cries.
I hear you singing,
I thought I was dreaming.
I hear you whistling,
So much it just gets annoying.
I see so many of you everyday
It makes me feel like I'm crazy.
Fantasizing you will be mine,
I threw that idea to the back of my mind.

Bittersweet memories,
Etched somewhere in my biological diaries.
I stroll around aimlessly,
I cry alone at the back alley.
It hurts so much I reprimand my heart,
Why does it refuse to budge.

I walk the route we use to take,
It was such a big mistake.
I see us strolling hand in hand,
I saw our shadows reflected by the lamps.
I see us laughing,
I see us hugging.
I see the lips I so wanted to kiss,
The many chances that I have missed.
Then you disappear,
Like as if you were never near.
So I was left alone,
To take the my own journey home.

Questions left unanswered,
But why should I fluster.
Words left unsaid,
Why am I crying for your sake.
It's better this way you say.
The words that repeated as I lay.
Convinced that your decision will not revert,
I will still be here, but,
Hurt.

Copyrighted, Clare.