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Saturday, July 25, 2009 Ö
Posted by yourname @ 3:16 AM

you're in your room
doing your own work
you felt bored
so,you turned on the radio
and you hear this song
*stop your work,baby
why don't you start
to think of me
what i'm doing right now?
am i thinking of you too?
think of all the great things
like you and me
and you can't get rid of
your charming smile
so,you leave your house
and went to mine
with your cherry red ferrari
you came and knock on my door
i saw you wearing your black tie
you took my hand and said
**stop your work,baby
why don't you get ready
and come with me coz
i can't stop thinking of you
i think i miss you
i can't get rid of
your stunning eyes
his driving his cool car
and hand on the steering wheel
another holding my hand
and we smiled that we know
it won't get rid easily
i turned on his radio
and we both hear our song
* and ** (to fade)



I am imagination. I can see what the eyes cannot see. I can hear what the ears cannot hear. I can feel what the heart cannot feel . - Peter Nivio Zarlenga