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Nur Atiqah Binte Mohd Ali
Fangs and tempting body art
i'm young don't worry,HAH.
att/attiqah
-Someday,a vampire will show up
and ask me for a date.
Thursday, September 11, 2008 7:29 AM


i grab this poem,its really sweet.
Author: David G Teves

When I lay and think,

in my bed at night, the day you'll arrive,

seems nowhere in sight.

I toss and I turn, dreaming of you,

opening my eye's... checking if my dream came true.

It didn't, again, and a tear starts to roll,

weeping quietly... my pillow I hold.

Many sleepless nights I've prayed for you, my love.

Only God knows

He's answered my prayers .

I've never felt this lucky,

God did this for me.

That's a question I asked each and every night.

He must think your special, Joy, and I know he's right.

No other has made me feel so complete,

my whole life was lived, just so we could meet.

All these thoughts and more going through my head.

I fall asleep not worrying, but dreaming of you... instead