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Muhd Fitri Bin Khamis
01/06/1988
Singapore Polytechnic
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Monday, May 01, 2006

Hear my heart speak


For thus long I've let time pass by
Sitting by the waters and see the angels soar high
Praying for every glimmer of hope
any kind of chance
for me to find myself closer to someone
whom I find very dearly close to this fragile heart of mine

Every night I find myself looking up to God
asking him to guide me
onto the right path of life
and into the right heart of a special someone

But sooner, rather than later
I find myself in no man's land
And I'm beginning to feel pessimistic
but at the same time
understand the true essence of reality

I'm beginning to lose hope
for each passing day
means a step further away from you

Nevertheless,
I'm holding on to this one last candle;
the flame marks my time for you
Once it's gone
it will be forever

I'm still clinging onto
this one last hope
Just give me the strength
to hold on for a little more

fitri penned this at 12:12 PM