Wednesday, January 21, 2004

Dusk drops in the curves of sky,
Singing birds pass me by
I stand in the window
I can see
Lights are slowly closing on me

Traffic is in hurry, all in speed,
These cheering noises, are all I need
Sun has long since gone beyond sight,
In the loud crowd
I can see light

This crowd can only forever kill,
The silence within me, all is so still
Yet of the darkest side I'm the owner

I am a silence hunter
A helpless loner

Whatever I am, I love to be only me,
A mysterious girl

Wild and free


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wen is 22, loves furry things and whines alot.

Has a penchant for all sinful foods, and can never go completely on a diet.

She changes her favourite things all the time and is a big fan of Mahjong.

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