Shake Y()u ()ff


I wanna go wild,
Shake and scream and dance away.
Leave behind my thoughts about you...
Forget it all,
By moving my feet to the beat!

Comments

  1. Sakhi.February 16, 2009 at 2:16 AM

    heya!!thts nice....but not possible...lol

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  2. AnonymousFebruary 16, 2009 at 2:17 AM

    get a bit big and then say 'I wanna go wild' I will tell u then. k k leave it. Thoughts about me? I know u are scaring me.

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  3. AnkitFebruary 16, 2009 at 3:34 AM

    ur template is gr8...but ur blog lacks content.

    http://ankit-myendeavour.blogspot.com/2008/12/mat-he-mat-ics.html

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  4. AnonymousFebruary 16, 2009 at 8:03 AM

    what all we try to do to forget some people...

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  5. JillianFebruary 16, 2009 at 12:30 PM

    I wish dancing would make me forget...

    I have been reading your blog, just not commenting.
    Sorry!

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  6. DibsyFebruary 16, 2009 at 4:49 PM

    lol thats so me. XP

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  7. AnonymousFebruary 16, 2009 at 5:47 PM

    i don't know when i was reading this... i thought of the song "just dance"... i really don't know why.. :)

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  8. TaraFebruary 16, 2009 at 6:32 PM

    Another great poem from this blog! :) I really like this one. It reminds me of going out to dance (as well as sing) at my favorite club every Thursday night. Dancing really is a nice way to escape from the real world for a little while, and it's fun. :D

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  9. VictoriaFebruary 17, 2009 at 5:15 PM

    i wish it was that easy to forget about someone. :P

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  10. VeeFebruary 17, 2009 at 6:21 PM

    hey! i did visit ur blog sometime back. its a real cool blog. thanks for dropping by.

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  11. AllisonFebruary 17, 2009 at 6:49 PM

    I wanna go crazy and dance! mwahahahahahah!

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  12. Anil SawanFebruary 18, 2009 at 4:37 AM

    go wild.. what's stoppin u?? listen to trance and dance till ur feet fails u :) its ur life dear.. take full control of it..

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