Wednesday, January 14, 2009

Time

I want to shout out my hope, but it sound more like crying.

All we have and all I want is time.
Please give me time.

Yes, I know and am so sure that God has forsaken us long time ago.
But please hear me, one last time.
Please give me time. Please make a way. almighty.

It's the first post of 2009. How ironic?

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