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Thursday, December 18, 2008

The Prophet Without The HolyBook


a cup of coffee this morning
a stick of cigarette still burned
look at my pic many years ago
look at my pic a years ago

hey,it's not yesterday again
look at the sunshine at this morning,
then make a wish,
a big wish and dream

but how could i say this a nice new day
without you by my side
without your voice this morning

a cup of coffee this morning
a stick of cigarette still burned..

*one night stand alone,i see the phone waiting for your call..dream your smile, missing your voice.. I guess there’s so much more i have to learn..But if you’re here with me,I'll know which way to turn..
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6 comments:

  1. bozzobattousaiDecember 18, 2008 at 3:31 PM

    a stick of ciggaret? sape isap rokok?

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  2. CAHAYADecember 18, 2008 at 4:02 PM

    dah jadi puitis dah skang. demam cintun ke ni?

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  3. Ted BakerDecember 18, 2008 at 4:21 PM

    Cintan cintun eks?

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  4. surijezDecember 18, 2008 at 4:41 PM

    dlm nya maksud puisi ke sajak ini..
    selamat berbahagia..

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  5. rizal kamaruzamanDecember 18, 2008 at 5:45 PM

    huu... love is in the air~~
    hawt2!!

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  6. AnonymousJanuary 4, 2009 at 3:13 PM

    how can you write a so cool blog,i am watting your new post in the future!

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