"tomorrow,tomorrow and tomorrow,
creeps in the petty pace from day to day,
to the last syllable of recorded time,
and all our yesterdays have lighted fools,
the way of dusty death, out, out, brief candle,
life's but a walking shadow, a poor player
that struts and frets kis own upon the stage,
and then is heard no more. it is a tale
told by an idiot,full of sound and fury,
signifying nothing.."
'Life Brief Candle'
hehe..npe ek aku tulis psl poem nih..
stu sbb aku t'igt plak time form3..best oo poem ni..aku mnt gle..
stu lg sbb poe ni cte psl hidup kite yg sebnanye..
skjap je..xlme lg mati la..
haha..
pe yg aku nk gtau,njoy ur life..
tp jgn lpe..........
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