.Saturday, September 16, 2006 ' 4:20 AM Y
Last nite, a star fell from the sky
and crash – landed near my bed
it was not beautiful at all
but cheerless instead
I carefully picked it up
and looked at its unhappy face
it lamented its weakness to twinkle
and mourned for its poor ashen disgrace
so i tenderly comforted tt weak lil star
thru a tranquil expanse of the nite
with whispers,warmth n luv
it regained its lovely sight
But n0 one can regained mine
It was all jus make-believe
Do you love me more than i do?
