a favourite place

where i can find peace and solace
alike huck finn
and jim the runaway slave
from a book by mark twain

my favourite place
is surrounded by waters
singapore, the paradise island (as if)

my haven, my sanctuary (not really)
a place with all my friends
a place of fun (and stress)
a place which has practically
become my world

had to leave it
made me become all upset
made me homesick, depressed
felt like committing suicide

had to take depression pills
day dreamed about
being back in my favourite place
of peace and solace

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my third time writting this poem

once to my friend rachel
another on my blog
and now here

okays jie. done
((=

-feeling CAPITOL?

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the composers
melissa - elisabeth
mel/lissa - lisais
18 - 18
chij st.j - sphs

hotmail:
mel.isforreal - peachypeachypeach

aim:
n/a - whheex

gmail: thebeautiful.letdown@gmail.com - n/a

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skin layout - rach