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.Tuesday, May 6, 2008 ' 7:13 AM Y
I think its time to end this unfortunate story..

Hey ! .. lol another poem on its way ! :) .. just that this time .. my fren wrote it .. i just edited most of it .. need comments lurh .. xD its about someone's dad dying from cancer ><
Dad .. don't go ..

As soft winds sweep away the days..
I look back on life through this very haze..
Remember playgrounds, parks and friends..
In childlike gaze that never seem to end..
The laughter in a game of catch..
Should memories ever attach..
To innocence in youthful eyes..
Catching the ball to my Dad's surprise..
I recall my first bike, first wreck..
Who picked me up and said.. "What the heck?"
Convinced me to give it just one more try..
While, my knees were skinned, I realised I forgot to cry..
I felt joy just knowing he was there..
Making him proud was what I only cared..
There was nothing that I couldn't do..
My heart held fast that to be true..
Though teenage years were kind of rough..
I sure was neither big nor did I feel tough..
You taught me the difference of wrong and right..
And never to ever start a fight..
So I had to learn the hard way to stand..
Still, with each lump, I found your hand..
You were my one and only inner strength..
And stubborn pride of yours with equal length..
But there the line of fate had unfatefully drawn..
With just one blink and everything went wrong..
I found myself facing the sun..
I couldn't accept the fact ..
That you were really gone..
Eyes blinded by a void inside..
I could not believe that you had really died..
Alas finding it to be true..
I can't help but feel so lost without you..
Please, Dad, today just hear my call..
I'm sorry for the time I dropped that ball..
My life is wrecked, my knees still skinned..
.My emotions grew ruly and rather undisciplined..
I can't get up.. I really tried..
Please don't get upset if I ever cried.
Though I can't fight what I can't see..
Please, Dad, say you're still proud of me.
:) comment lurhs! thanks!

And perhaps I'll show you a sweet dream the next night ™








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