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the.girl


Im the classic virgoian who believes in perfection. Sometimes people dislike me because they find me acting too cold towards humans. Or maybe they just can't accept my high standards. So, love me or not, u decide.

Screams
Saturday, May 05, 2007
you ignite the flame once again when there left only sparks.
my life seems to be in your control and you turn it whichever way you like.
like a dice, im contented with whatever choice you made for me.
because all are my winning chips.
ahead lies a long winding road where danger lurks perhaps.
but i feel safe with you by my side.
if i have the chance, i wish we could be together,
and leave lasting tracks down the memory lane.
look into my eyes; i look into yours.
have i sent not enough impulses into them?
can you feel it?
i dare to show my true emotions in front of you.
reveal them is a way of removing all those masking.
the only remnants are my thoughts about you.
when you see that im tired, i really am.
and i wish that i could comfortably lay my head on your shoulder.
a pillow which leads to paradise-filled world.
or a bear hug that pampers me, it also can.
how i wish that just now we just could not reach the destination,
so we shall continue walking and walking and walking under the moonlight.
when i walk behind you, i ever thought of tugging your shirt.
to remind you that im right behind,
and please don't leave me behind.
thanks for chasing the cat away:)
since fate let us meet, will it seal up our fate just like that?
or will it lead to something beautiful?
i wanna be the lucky girl of yours.
i wanna you to feel proud of me just as much as how i feel about you.
i just die in your eyes, period.
keep looking into my eyes can? hehe.

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