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Thursday, January 20, 2011

Poetry Chronicles

well it started with a single date,a single event,a single introduction,a single book,an eternal connoisseur.
Im not a girl who are automatically constructed for the magnificent world called 'words'
but i've read this bizarre life-wise book and from the moment i opened the slimmy limey book
my head balls got exceptionally coordinated and stucked to each page line
and from that 'needle in the round',i've noticed something which i later classified as an another pathway to get 'feeted'
AN EXQUISITE 'DISTORTION'

p/s : i don't know what im talking about. it is just a nonsense to me as a way to fill the leisure time that was wasted. homy bubu, please forgive. sobsssss! 

1 comment:

  1. i dun know wat kind of poetry is this, but it has its own meaning rite?... anyway.. can't u write in malay... i mean.. it would be easier for ur reader 2 understand wat ur babling if u rite in malay.. rite?...

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