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2004-12-30 | |
What seems to be the problem!!!
I'm here on this desk waiting for something.
waiting for a precious,
that is better than any riches.
I strived and cried, for so many months of waiting.
I made my works to the fullest of my limit,
but still nothing happens.
I've waited for so long,
waiting for someone to give me stars.
Ohh my God what have I done,
to suffer this consequences,
to be stucked for nothing,
being so dumb like a dull rock.
The stars are my reason,
to give the fullest I have,
a star that will make me stand up,
with so much pride and courage.
STARS....STARS....STARS......come on and reach me.
As I reach you with all my heart, you still run,
so fast as a wild horse, don't run from me just give me a chance,a chance to show that I've got what it takes.
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