POEM

Aiya. . . hello(w)!

let's see, haven't meet a week don't yea...? (>o<)v

my homework increasing... but i'm here now, internet cafe billing ha ha
A : please hit my head

R : #pLaKk!!!

A : that's too fast! and damn hurt!

R : your welcome

A : Aaargh!

* few times later *

A : by the way, how my english language?

R : terrible... ouch!

* A & R hit each other*

R : stop! what's wrong with you? are you losing your mind? you ask first, remember?!

A : ... please comment my english poem

R : so...? give it to me

A : i'm already making it,

Overhead is...

When your body, soul and mind heated up

Overhead is...

When your hands and your brain is not synchronized

Every moment make a move

Mistakes will follow behind

Overhead is...

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A : how's that? confusing? you don't to!

R : hmm... maybe the right is 'hot head is...'?

A : you're right. what's next?

R : interesting but, more much terrible ;P

A : #pLaKk!

R : again! i'm out!

ha ha ha, i'm maybe a little nuts. but i'm truly writing english with hoping my every words can understand by reader. and if i'm made a mistake please forgive me with the greatness of your heart. . .

that's all and have a nice day, guys!