Broken hearts, love's deceit,
pieces fall down to my feet.
Broken promises, love's a lie,
puddles form from tears I cry.
Broken dreams, love's illusion,
sorrowed cause of your intrusion.
Broken hope, love's a game,
doesn't last, ends the same.
Broken sleep, love's the cause,
digs at me with sharpened claws.
Broken spirit, love of sorrow,
stolen now is my tomorrow.
Broken life, love is lost,
Broken now and that's the cost.
Friday, July 9, 2010
BROKEN
JUMAAT
hari jumaat ku dimulakan bangun untuk budaya al-Quran
ingat nak turun bru nak pkai bju budaya dah abis
last2 aq xtrun.janji aq dah niat
pstu pi breakfast kt kantin
dah MUAK aq makan kt kafe
pstu pi klas mtematik
agak bosan d ctu
lps abis klas tu pi klas cik aliza
best jgak dgr beliau celoteh
lastly klas ppn ngan en sidek
ntah ape meraban beliau membebel
abis klas beliau mknn kt kafe yg sgt SEDAP tu
lps smyg jumaat time utk BERJIHAD ATAS KATIL smpai kol 5
giliran main tenis ngan ijat n irwan
huhu berpeluh abis aq maen
lpas tu prut aq BERKERONCONG
so,mlm ni PASAR MALAM LA ape lgi
hahahhahahhhaaahhhaaahahhahhahahahahhahaha
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