The Shadows of yesterday
Keeps bugging me
Keeps hunting me
Keeps coming back
I don’t know how it starts
I don’t know where it would ends
I don’t know if it would stop
I don’t know if it would ends
But I’m happy that the shadows
still bugs me
still hunts me
And still coming back
I’m happy because
Every time it hunts me
I see your beautiful smile
That every time it bugs me
I see your shimmering eyes
I’m happy because
The Shadows of yesterday
Keeps reminding me
That today and in the following days
I would still love you in that very special way.
Saturday, October 25, 2008
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i only wish i can play the guitar so all my poems will turn into songs... hehehe:) DRAMA!
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