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Name: Keith
Country: Malaysia
Metro: Kuala Lumpur
Birthday: 3/20/1981
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Thursday, July 20, 2006

My song to my love...

Knocking On My Love

Sleepyhead-me is knocking on the wall
But my babe she's standing out at the door
I dunno why she came here for
She said,
To tell me that she love me and that's all
From then i stop knocking and wakes up from that call
And so I tell her how much i love her with my all


Tuesday, July 11, 2006

Help Jacqui

Please take a moment to read
this powerpoint presentation. It's really sad, but it's even more important that more people read and learn about what happened to Jacqui.

If you found her story compelling and inspiring as I did, spend some more time reading the full
story about her, her friends and family before the crash, during the crash, and after the crash. Share it with the people you love and care so that the same mistakes won't occur.

*Links taken from: http://www.helpjacqui.com/home.htm

God bless Jacqui and her friends who were involved.


Something from Jude's... love!

He doesn't stop looking out for you.
Count on Him, k.
For everything else in between, I'll put a pillow to your heart : soft landing.


Wednesday, May 17, 2006

My Beloved

Addressed to my beloved
to whom a part of my heart I have given
Another letter I write to pour my love
Count the number sent and multiply by a thousand
What is the measurement of love?
or rather the question is what love?
Love is the greatest gift of all
Freely give, freely receive
Yet once given that portion is lost
to the depths of forever
to time which seems like eternity

Love is patient, it is said
The wait that pierces my heart like a blade
Before the harvest, shrilled up and cold
Broken pieces each one with stories untold
The core of bitterness, coated with hone
Bittersweet experiences only in memory
Lukewarm passion flickers slowly dies in a breath
Nothing but fragments is what that’s left

Many moons have came and gone
Soon a new moon would be born
In a blink, so much have slipped by
Yet we hold nothing in our hearts to cherish
Only unanswered questions and “What Ifs”
Not even the love that once binds us
When will the carrousel of brokenness end?
When will L.O.V.E be surely understood?
To whom my heart beats for
With what that is left, still anticipating
Love, your prince… trapped in the dungeon of torment


Tuesday, March 21, 2006

channelME

My new blog is up.. Jus started so pls be patient. Something new and exciting is coming soon... STAY TUNE...!!!

http://ch-me.blogspot.com/



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