6 Aug 2007

November 12th '05

With pride is how i stride,
plain pain dominating
the left side of my brain,
i cannot think without having a strain....
but i must recall thoughts that i forgot
because its true what they say;
no pain, no gain...
suffer, bleed,
cry or plead..
but this life wont stop
so why should i make it halt,
or even try?

NOSTALGIA OVERLOAD!!
hellllllllllllllllp!

[ thankU :) ]

zaza at 11:35 pm

2 angels shot me

2comments

at August 07, 2007 Blogger (¯`•._.•[Raaji]•._.•´¯) said...

i wish i could write poems like you do :)
Nice!

 
at August 07, 2007 Blogger zazafeefus said...

aww haha thanks.
this was actually a *freestyle* comment for someone else's post 2 years back (hence the title)

 

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