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 Oct 2015 David W Clare
Khairil M
******* your chucks,
Go work on a swagger,
Build your castles big,
The skies have never looked better,
Aren't you infectious?
It ***** 'cause it matters
Have you affections?
You ****** where it matters..

And i twist..and i turn...
when you're all soundly asleep...
And i twist..and i turn...
For i have...

Been waiting for a letdown the size of my hope,
Been aching for that perfect antidote,
Been shutting up my thoughts 'cause i gotta stop....

Writing you a song.
 Oct 2015 David W Clare
Khairil M
******* the bus,
I saw you but you will never know,
I saw how the others looked at you but i don't want to be anything like them.

******* the bus,
You look amazing and you scare the **** out of me,
I do want your number but i can see what is to come and it plays in my head like a broken record,

******* the bus,
I wish our paths never did crossed so i don't ever wonder what do you do,
I wish i did not have to feel angry when those boys harrassed you.

******* the bus,
why did you have to get off the same bus stop? and then walk the same way?
why did you hurried your footstep behind me? as if to let me know we live close by..

******* the bus,
You're a 10, i'm a 2,
i'm the kind of guy the phrase "let's just be friends.." was probably made for,
So let's cut this short, *******.
I constantly have this conversations with myself when i see an interesting ******* the bus. It's really annoying.
 Oct 2015 David W Clare
Khairil M
Met a girl from Ipoh,
Met a boy from Borneo,
Met a lady from Japan
and she's flying back home at 1.23 am to make it in time for work tomorrow.

Met another girl from Jakarta
and she helped me to take some pictures,

And then there were these 3 ladies from Thailand.

Did you guess where i was yet?

I was at a Mew concert alone but not lonely.
 Oct 2015 David W Clare
nivek
Ears hear as greedily as much as they can hear
while wild wide open eyes see nothing
the mind, the deep down heart of hearts
searches searching all there is to see
in a world of fleeting choices, blind
a voice per chance sings of everlasting love.
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