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You look so beautiful today
When you're sitting there it's hard for me to look away
So I try to find the words that I could say
I know distance doesn't matter but you feel so far away
And I can't lie
Every time I leave my heart turns gray
And I want to come back home to see your face
And I
Cause I just can't take it
In the end all I wanted you to do is stay here with me.

This hurts with every HeartBeat

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Saturday, November 19, 2005, 9:25 PM
-sick-

*The day when the tombstone is being carve is the day i am being noticed*

its been 2 weeks me lying in bed with high fever. Actually had a thought of being warded into the hospital cos the fever dint subside but the doctors jus gave me more pills and got rid of me. Sometimes I wonder when i am seriously ill who r those that r true frens tt bother to give me a call or an sms of concern. Blame it on me its my fault i got ill tts y i needed a replacement for my work last min. I am sorry for making it a last min thing but my health condition i really couldn't do much.Its my health n maybe no-one might even bother until the day i'm in my grave and a tombstone is being set up so tt you may peek n have a look oh its me in it. An sms alert tone sounded i thought is some1 tt care n ask me how am i feeling after reading the details: imagine you r dead sick n some1 sms you on ur past project whether you have info on it....omg give me a break!Come on what r the libraries set up for, n it is not set up for show. I am sick pls check the right timing b4 asking me such things or did i mention do you even noe i was seriously ill in the 1st place.
I was crawling my way to the toilet to puke after tt.


Until the day i set foot in my grave,
the day that all seem to notice me.
Scattered flowers,
death music.
On the tombstone carve my name,
and below it writes
for whom tt may know you,
Rest in peace.