Thursday, May 5, 2011

grooming me.

since last i love you word,
i can't take myself out.
i feel more awkward ,
i really out to shout.
you're my song, you're my jazzy,
but then i lost you, in a box and lonely.
i don't have another you, i forget how to groom,
without any you, i reach my place straight to my room.
and late night love song doesn't make sense anymore,
without you, without us more.


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