You're My "Air Supply"
You're My "Air Supply"
Cry,
Please don't lie,
When you avoid my eye,
It makes me want to cry,
Hi,
Please don't let the conversation die,
When you end so quickly with a bye,
It makes me want to cry,
Why,
There's a reason you don't reply,
But my imagination isn't my ally,
It makes me want to cry,
Try,
To find out what you imply,
Without getting you awry,
Please don't say goodbye,
Don't put a wall between us,
Because there's nothing worse,
But I'm probably overreacting,
Just telling you I'm here for you, for everything.
stoned @ 8:10 AM
______________________________
Kai-Teoh. Teoh Jun-Kai
Stats:
18
right-handed?
Inti College Subang Jaya
ADTP - American Degree Transfer Program
11.9.1989
Talk to me...:
benjamin_teoh@hotmail.com = email
tjk.911@hotmail.com = msn
Listen...
Drip,
From my slit wrist,
My life.
Drip,
From my sad eyes,
My dreams.
Flow,
Gone; my life.
Shattered; my dreams.
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Kai Teoh, Seasons of September