Saturday, August 29, 2009

You.

You,
As the wind goes by,
I can't hardly see,
But as it passing by,
I've been longing for you.

You,
As the ground shake,
I can't hardly stand still,
But as it calm down,
I've been longing for you.

You,
As the sea goes violent,
I can't hardly sleep,
But as it become peaceful,
I've been longing for you.

You,
As the thunder strike,
I can't hardly listen,
But as it pose silent,
I've been longing for you.

You,
If the brain ever lose memory,
And I can't hardly remember,
As soon as the eyes can see,
I've been longing for you....

"'Cause all that's left has gone away." - Jet, Look What You've Done.

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