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i can do science
but i cant do chemistry,
biology and physics.
i love black and white
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Syidah CCSS
Yati
Yra
Zahira
Zul
SM Sarawak Expedition webby
Aidil
AinR
AishahNP
Amalina
Annisa
Ariff
Amira
Ayul
Ayuni
Basirah
Bit
Dhaniyah CCSS
Feeza
Hafiz
Hairul CA
Hazimah
Haziqah CCSS
Iqmalia
Joseph
Khalis
Khairul
Kamarul
Liyana
Lydia CA
Nadrah
Nurul
Qai
Raudah
RSM NCC
Sarah
Samirah
Seri
Shima
Shu Hui
Sufi
Syaz
Syidah CCSS
Yati
Yra
Zahira
Zul
Monday, June 14, 2010, 1:19 PM
I find the map and draw a straight lineOver rivers, farms, and state lines
The distance from 'A' to where you'd be
It's only finger-lengths that I see
I touch the place where I'd find your face
My finger in creases of distant dark places
I hang my coat up in the first bar
There is no peace that I've found so far
The laughter penetrates my silence
As drunken men find flaws in science
Their words mostly noises
Ghosts with just voices
Your words in my memory
Are like music to me
I'm miles from where you are,
I lay down on the cold ground
I, I pray that something picks me up
And sets me down in your warm arms
After I have travelled so far
We'd set the fire to the third bar
We'd share each other like an island
Until exhausted, close our eyelids
And dreaming, pick up from
The last place we left off
Your soft skin is weeping
A joy you can't keep in
I'm miles from where you are,
I lay down on the cold ground
And I, I pray that something picks me up
and sets me down in your warm arms
I'm miles from where you are,
I lay down on the cold ground
and I, I pray that something picks me up
and sets me down in your warm arms