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Sunday, November 23

Missing You

Like an open wound Of a lonely soldier,
You hurt.


Like an absence Scattered into thousand echoes,
You scream.

Like a flame Of a red sand,
You burn.


Love of the unloved.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Ah tian, u'r writting peotry again? Haha....

tIan TiAn said...

haha...ya la,missing u mah..wakaka