Tomorrow is the day i loose it, Again.
The day where i'll be reminded of Autumn,
which itself i'm yet to experience here in Ireland,
(and NO, incase you might be wondering, this is NOT a love poem... lol)
Tomorrow is also the day i turn a kid, All over again,
Feeling more exposed on the top,
shedding it all off,
Its something i must do,
to keep my fans into me,
and not bored.
I have marked it on my calender,
also on mums instruction,
and for the sake of looking presentable when i head home on the 25th of June.
Tomorrow is when i loose it all, All... Sigh.
Yeah, Tomorrow is Hair Cut day...
PS: Lets just hope i dont pay 17 Euros again... sigh. PPl, if you do the maths, it was 85 Ringgit, my last cut. sigh.
One Life, One Love, Enjoy Every Bit of it.
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I think nice poetry....... and you right, you must do now not wait for tomorrow........
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