Thursday, September 09, 2004


A Ting Called Love

Wen grl meets guy,
Emotions swirl high...
d feeling, dat u cant find ur feet,
all of a sudden, ur heart skips a beat...
Wen she closes in n pecks at ur lips
or wen she runs dwn ur face wif her fingertips...
how he catches u wen u trip,
or how his eyes nv leave u wen u take a sip...
iz diz how u prove dat love is more den a 4 letter wrd....
dat wen u r in a ting called "luv" u culd fly lyk a bird...
den y du sum ppl sae dat lurve iz dead?
Dat itz juz sumtin ppl made up in deir head?
izzit wen he saes dat he dun wan u anymore?
or wen she saes dat diz relationship iz goin nowhere but in2 d floor?
grr...luv is such a complicating ting....
i tink i rather go n sing....
lovin sum1 mite mean sum1 whu u can confide,
sum1 whu gives u shelter wen u needa hide....
Aiya..wad iz luv? U decide....


went crazii; at

1:40 AM




HeRE i am my words are blood red

and here's what came out of my crazy little head

well if only words were enough to say

all thats inside me that i wanna express

here;s what words CAN potray

read and you'll know the rest
Me

Jonas Ho
shotgun seventeen


I can't go back
*Read the old 1s i think they are nicer*

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