Panic. nervous, filling up the air.
You've got nowhere to hide
and no where to run,
you've going to face it in the end.
Nightmares will begin tommorrow,
until when I don't know.
Its tomorrow!
I fear till I go sorrow.
Is there any minds I can borrow?
to face tomorrow.
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MIN JING, YOU! it wasn't a poem . so in your face! hahahaahah
ReplyDeletesorry that wasnt meant for you, but for the perosn who commented - nazreen
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