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Saturday, May 19, 2007

wen it rains........

thought of such a wonderful dawn....
me n me alone......
came the chunky pal..........
showered me with pleasure.......
covered me in leasure........
i stood up n walked along.......
i love walking in d rain.......
so tat ma tears get wrapped.......
along with memories.......
thoughts r bak again.......
n me bak to ma naughty gang.....
wer thoughts wer a far destiny.....
not enough words to fill my dealings......
but had all settled with a cane......
was nothing at moment........
on d way to something.......
i felt ma chins flowing......
oh no................
ma tears got unwrapped.......
thoughts rushed me on n on........
then i realised the truth..........
thinking is such a waste of time..............
wen it rainsssssssssssssssssss...................

jazeel...........