an empty dream in text
a nameless emotion
an expression of love
an angry, maddened notion
meaningless lines on paper
being destroyed and made
expressing a fantasy
more than words could have said
a holder of miracles
scratch, fold and scrunch
a vessel of expression
i even wrap your lunch
wood, clay and graphite
a world i can make
broken, chewed and shaved
a heart i can break
Sunday, November 14, 2004
sms from u
i'm jux so shocked wen i recieved ur sms and wad u said... I didn't expect u'd sms me... and ask me those stuffs... Glade its not in da bin.... Anyways, thanx for being a part of my life.
