Wednesday, March 12, 2014

Numb : Poem


A day when you hands just dancing with the paper and pen. A day when your minds stay still and your heart sway like a Tsunami. A day when you put on the best 'poker-face' mask and your eyes starts to feel the warm of your tears. Nope, that is not the day. Today I just feel like writing a poem. 

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