Wednesday, July 25, 2007

2 persons and a glass of milk

You and me, a glass of milk.
Smiles and warmth while the milk was hot.
Days went by the milk has gone cold
So cold, like your hands and stares.

I thought, my glass of milk could bring you warmth.
You never drank it, but held it in your hands.
Now, it's too late, the milk has gone cold.
Of coz, it's too cold to sour, well just cold.



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