When I grow up.. I wannabe a Dr.

Five guys. Malaysians. Once medical students. Once stuck in a house in Summerstown Cork. NOW all Doctors, going separate ways. What will they be up to?? ish macam macam.....

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Monday, October 20

not a poem

cakap-cakap brainbarrier

as you lay on the ground,
staring vacantly into the dark cold night,
through the shady clouds of memories,
and you shiver,
as the sons and daughters of gales blow you..
your eau de parfum scent hangs around in the air,
blissfully like a tattoo,
that penetrates the skin deep, 
and stays there for eternity..
then as dusk  embarks,
the picture seems clear,
that ounces of memories seem to dissapear..

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