Her
Her

Her
a lame poem written during exam. hope my later ones will be better


The notes infront of her,
as she intently memorised,
but my heartbeat is all i hear,
as it's tempo begin to rise,

her arms around mine,
her body next to me,
Aint she just so fine,
Perfection is all i see,

her head lies at my shoulder,
and i feel her silky hair,
i wrap my arms around her,
and for awhile, that's all i care...
stoned @ 2:30 AM
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Drip,
From my slit wrist,
My life.

Drip,
From my sad eyes,
My dreams.

Flow,
Gone; my life.
Shattered; my dreams.

- Kai Teoh, Seasons of September