Thursday, Jul 9, 2009 4:34PM /
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Woman I can hardly express,
My mixed emotion at my thoughtlessness,
After all I'm forever in your debt
Falling in love with you again and again..
You could be my someone,
You could be my scene,
know that I'll protect you from all of the obscene.
I love the way you look at me.
I feel the pain you place inside.
Lock me up inside your dirty cage,
While I'm alone inside my mind.
I'm knowing that right now is all that matters.
All the nights we stayed up talking.
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Tuesday, Jul 7, 2009 11:06AM /
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So here we are; it distress me you cannot see it like I do,
object on any grounds you can except you can’t deny
it really works.
I didnt want to play a role.
I just want to give you my soul.
Too much pain to show
Too much pain to know
I sat and pondered,
stood up, paced, and some more pondered,
the subjects of my pondering
invariably gyrating round that one central theme:-
that overwhelming question
that which seemingly should remain
unanswered
at least, not until eternity
I'm drifting
Drifting towards the light
I see it now
The light I have been longing for
For all these years
Promises, Promises,
the voice promises to stop,
Years of promises,
it will be one last time,
But one last time never comes.
The voice just goes on and on.
When will it be one last time,
Those eyes, one last time, are full of confusion,
Those eyes face me one last time.
Full of terror, so be it, I must face those eyes,
one last time.
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Monday, Jul 6, 2009 2:13PM /
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A weight falls heavily upon me -
A steady pull inside my brain.
In one room I seek love and understanding -
In another I purge the insecureness and pain.
My insecureness never leaves.
The pain only deepens.
My life is a wild rotation from one room to the other,
Locked in a ceaseless circle of torment -
A game of chess I cannot win.
I stand up, throat on fire, head spinning, heart pounding;
Begging for an end, any end, to this hell.
I gaze into the mirror, wiping my mouth,
Wondering who I have become;
A drawn and pale face, dull, expressionless eyes.
I run my hands through my hair
Hoping it will quiet the screams in my head -
But it doesn't, and tomorrow the game will start again.
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Monday, Jun 29, 2009 4:24PM /
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While i was eating 云吞面 ...
" The Foolish person seeks happiness in the distance..
The Wise grow it under their feet..
a Misty Morning does not signify a Cloudy day..
a Well-Timed Silence hath more eloquence than Speech."
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Monday, Jun 29, 2009 1:02AM /
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With the things i cannot see,
Is there madness in my being?
Sometimes You're further than the moon.
Sometimes You're closer than my skin.
And i'm so filthy with my sin,
i carry pride like a disease,
You burn me deeper than i know.
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