Friday, December 31, 2010

FROM MY 6th FINGER



CROP UR DROP





Tears, 
Clears ur eyes,
Don’t think hard,
Words will become swords.
Every drop from eyes,
Will crop ur size,
Every drop u shed
Will thread ur heart.
You will stop,
Never start.
Tears for sure,
Bury u, down the year.
Wear for sure,
Something that cheers U
Forever…..