Wednesday 7 January 2009

Tiba-tiba ada..

I walked a step and saw the sun
It shone so bright, I had to run
To stop myself from being heated
And sweat profusely, as is fated

Little did I know the sun won't shine
As bright it did in when the morning's fine
Now clouds fill up my sky with darkness
"I won't run from you again, I promise"

The sun won't shine again for now
It's late at night, to bed I go
I pray and pray and pray to sleep
Please shine again sun, I quietly weep..

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