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Name.Beverly
Age.very old [19]
Birthday.16aug
Location.Singapore
Interest.Tennis
Hates.Umm
Likes.Candies
Loves.COUGH*COUGH
Food.Vegetables
Colour.White,Grey,Green
Status.Single. but not avaliable. Too bad. Kidding.

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Tuesday, June 08, 2004

this is the one song i wrote for her.


SHE


shes the one, that i see.
i loved her since that day.
had the thing of an angel.
great in every way.
in east and west.
we played, we pranked.
and that was all i did.
and never did more than that.

[chorus]
i was kid who always broked down.
and always end up in the losing end.
everytime that i see her i go weak in the knees.
shes the greatest and she hits me.

the feeling in my head in turning and hurting.
as in comprise every very hurting thought.
thinking, my dreams never came true.
and with you i can't think.
and this really feels like shit.

[chorus]
i was kid who always broked down.
and always end up in the losing end.
everytime that i see her i go weak in the knees.
shes the greatest and she hits me.

i wrote this song to get you out of my head.
but since i did, i think about you all the time.

[chorus2]
i was kid who always broked down.
and always end up in the losing end.
everytime that i see her i go weak in the knees.
shes the greatest and she hits me.
she hits me... and i love her.


" pull me out "