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Tuesday, 9 February 2010


Even at the crack of death,
My mouth is addicted to your name.
And my heart,
Well my heart can barely speak.
But it feels.
Believe me, it feels.

You were the only one,
Amongst the hundreds, the only one
That my heart
Accepted as the welcome guest,
But I guess
You were always busy...

With a loveless life to live,
You’d never dare to give
Your heart to a man
That’s broken so many.

Even though it’s him
You call at night.

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