Saturday, 17 November 2007

My Place

Time pass very fast
It's run and run
Leave the weak behind
The strong chase after it
The smarts catch it
The genius know where it will go and run to that place before it come
And the fool one ride it
Ride it without know it's destination
Ride it without know her own place to go
Ride it without has a place to go
With emptiness and loneliness
Ride it to find a place
A place to go...
A place with people that want her to be...
A place to call "My Place"

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