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Sunday, April 17, 2011

Quiet eyes -_-





He had such quiet eyes
She did not realise
They were two pools of lies
Layered with thinnest ice
To her, those quiet eyes
Were breathing desolate sighs
Imploring her to be nice
And to render him paradise

If only she'd been wise
And had listened to the advice
Never to compromise
With pleasure-seeking guys
She'd be free "the hows and whys"

Now here's a bit of advice
Be sure that nice really means nice
Then you'll never be losing at dice
Though you may lose your heart once or twice.

Twin : who ?
have a friend who really liked this poem.
but to whom he wants to go?
does he?
does he?
does he?
do not know !!!!!!!!!
 
 hee..... [^_^]