tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28986614611238049622024-03-05T15:24:06.098+08:00It's okay not to be okay.http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028856516406158236noreply@blogger.comBlogger43125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2898661461123804962.post-6932838039474967992014-03-31T01:31:00.003+08:002014-05-18T14:53:33.935+08:00Heart That Doesn't Look Back<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Remember it as though it was yesterday, neglected like a forsaken</span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> memory.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">I cling on to hope, fighting for the last shred of dignity that somehow it might change you.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Circumstances might deceived you, fooled you, trampled and tarnished you even, where there lie despair, there is also redemption. Circumstances may lead you astray, bruised and wounded but I'm always going to be there to pick you up.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">This is not a drill of happiness, this is the last time I'm giving you my all. For you to understand that it wasn't a show that I merely 'performed', I left my heart and soul up on that stage. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">The idea is simple and easy to wrap around actually, I never see that coming until it did. I</span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> put your priority on top of mine and it wasn't even the best part. The best part of it all is that I have fallen too deep it seems, with my heart in your hand I relinquish all control.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Bury myself with work, I let time have me wholeheartedly. Unassumingly, I tip toe away, so you won't have to say, never wanting to let you down while I watch you from afar now.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">I'm passive, that's a strength I treasured. I'm passive, that's a weakness you've exposed.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">The funny thing is that I still think of you when I hear love songs playing... until I don't anymore.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">"One tiny comfort at a time.."</span></div>
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.http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028856516406158236noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2898661461123804962.post-25102067931319934492014-02-16T21:19:00.000+08:002014-02-24T17:22:25.499+08:00Patient Zero<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Have you ever wondered when is the best time to let someone go? </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Do you write it down on a note, wake up one morning and decide to do it? Or do you wait with patience or without, surviving base on the slow-burned endurance until you are left with none?</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">It's a privilege to see through other people's intention before passing the judgement yourself. Be it kind or despicably foul they might be, something never change- Motive.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">A similar pattern of someone's personality trait can never be easily altered, let alone their appearance. Something always end up reveling itself...somehow. Trust me, it's a hustle to put up an appearance especially when you're covering one facet with another. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">The point I was going to make is that none of us can be as consistent as one would think. It always takes that one temptation to break us, why do you think we have the word 'alcohol'.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Of course, some takes it more often than other people which could lead them to irreversible consequences. But with the right people by your side who looks after you, sometimes you will be fine. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">You want to avoid heading towards the deep end. You want to protect what is most valuable to you. You want to keep a certain promise and live the bloody up to it. You want to be able to come home at night and have him say: "you did great today, you've work hard, come here.."</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Devastation, you want to stop worrying about all this and not go completely bonkers.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Either you tell yourself the good or bad news, it's a deal made between you and the Absolute Being.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Go figure, because he is watching.</span></div>
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.http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028856516406158236noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2898661461123804962.post-66875115781354028672013-12-02T23:33:00.000+08:002013-12-29T22:02:16.112+08:00Oui<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">I run towards the light, it was dazzlingly beautiful, your face was beautiful.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">The weather is dense, more so than a typical day.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Checking my cell phone so very often, constantly finding the need to see if your name pops up.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">My heart isn't fluttered, it pounds at a surprising normal rate, so I thank god for that.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">I'm letting all the fears go, in order to have that moment with you.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Quietly I listen to your heartbeat, my arms was around you.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Like a child, you curled up to me, I don't resist.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">I don't mind, good things happen to those who wait.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">And if you're worthy, I would not just wait, I will fight for you.</span></div>
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.http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028856516406158236noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2898661461123804962.post-30076247251376408422013-08-12T00:03:00.002+08:002013-08-12T00:05:11.009+08:00For Better, For Worse<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Direct my attention to face you, It was the decency of your tone that I knew I was home. A sudden touch solidified our connection, a</span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> withered rose decays. </span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">A better time there may be, with you around forever and always. </span></div>
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.http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028856516406158236noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2898661461123804962.post-62532220843073060822013-05-12T02:06:00.000+08:002013-05-12T02:06:14.970+08:00Paperman<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">I'm more of a singer than a talker I always tell myself, I could make you fall in love with the song I sing easily, hopefully transport you to another place and make you feel belong. I have experienced it, so naturally I feel I could influence someone else.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Have you ever walked into a room full of people, people you will soon befriends with and felt completely alone? </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">You will befriend with them because of your god-given talent to mingle. It requires you to make small talks then into the topics of their choice then so on. That is simple, you pick what they want to discuss and then follow suit. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Again, it is not that difficult to make new friends, you've done it before. What's agonizing to me is the feeling that comes after that.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">The aching soul realizes it limit and it starts to crumble. Even though you are exactly where you should be, you are thousands miles away. Like a invisible giant vacuum suck you right out, place you in another dimension. Suddenly what happened to their dogs that week or what they do for a living isn't important to you anymore. </span><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">"Is this what I signed up for?" you begin to question. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">I wish I could sing my confinement away one note at the time.</span></div>
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.http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028856516406158236noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2898661461123804962.post-23964243709000981292013-03-04T01:18:00.000+08:002013-03-04T01:18:00.138+08:00The Perks of Being a Nobody<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Maybe I will never be okay, maybe someday I'll look back to think it was a disconnected and beautiful thing that I was me for a reason and that'd be okay. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Maybe I was never meant to execute this life well, it's hard to be brief when there are these unresolved, unyielding mixed feelings that just cannot wait to be expressed. You know sometimes when good things happen to you, you feel like maybe you did something right long enough to deserve them. And when something bad happen, you would ask yourself all sort of questions why did it ever happen to you until a point where you just want the nightmare to end. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">See, there are many ways to cheer yourself up but there are millions to pull you down. But tonight, we can be heroes, you'll be my king and I'll be yours. </span></div>
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.http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028856516406158236noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2898661461123804962.post-26671873897632871182013-02-09T03:58:00.000+08:002013-02-09T03:58:42.176+08:00Something Borrowed, Something Blue<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">There is never a time to think it's perfectly fine to quit something, especially when it is almost like a chore that you mustn't fail to complete. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">But somehow along the way the word got lost, vision of your hopes and what it should be isn't like you dreamed. It is indistinctly familiar, vaguely memorable, then slowly the notion vanishes like it hadn't been there before.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">You know the worst of the worst that comes right after, words of encouragement like "</span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">A winner never quits, a quitter never wins", "</span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">When the going get tough, the tough get going" and "</span><strike style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Success is the best revenge</strike><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">"</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">The edge of your empty heart, defeated.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">All that you are is lesser in the light of your lies. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">"<i>Fiction, when we're not together<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Mistaken for a vision, something of my own creation<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />I wake up alone, with only daylight between us<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Last night the world was beneath us, tonight comes, dear love<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Were we torn apart by the break of day?<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />You're more than I can believe, would ever come my way<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Fiction, when we're not together<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Mistaken for a vision, something of my own creation<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Come real love, why do I refuse you?<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Cause if my fear's right, I risk to lose you<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />And if I just might wake up alone<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Bring on the night<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Fiction, when we're not together<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Mistaken for a vision, something of my own creation<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Any certainties, how am I to tell?<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />I know your face all too well, still I wake up alone<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Fiction, when we're not together</i>"</span></div>
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.http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028856516406158236noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2898661461123804962.post-80091274653042287602012-12-24T16:55:00.000+08:002012-12-29T00:27:14.865+08:00Forgive Me Father For I Have Sinned <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">I loath you with every cells existence in my body being, your loneliness is a load of bullshit as compared to my misery.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">I wish for your sake your loneliness could disappear, but there comes a time when you don't even deserve a slightest shred of clemency. Therefore no, you shall be lonely and depressed with no one by your side till your very last breath. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">I have a fantasy of the things I will do on the day you die and you will die, eventually. When the day comes, I wouldn't feel bad that you have found your way home. Sort of.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">I remembered the first time you told me not to be some creature that will dishonor you to your friends. Sure. You sternly warned me with your right hand grabbing my shirt like a blood mafia, demanded normality. Such hostile threat that came from you, even I had to admit that I was impressed you still have your balls. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">There are bad memories that I will erase from my life, but that wasn't one of them. The way you treated women with unimaginable violence or that you simply 'check out' from your obligatory duty as and when it pleases you. Forgiveness is not an option anymore.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Words could only express so much hatred I have for you, it takes my entire being to hate someone and It's the worst feeling in the world. I won't forgive you for this because I'm trapped in your game and now I'm just a player.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">The most common ones being </span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">telepathy, </span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">the ability to fly and invisibility. It's not rocket science to know which power I'll choose. Always ended up in such foul mood, sometimes it's so hard to wake up to realize that I'm still alive and I could see the sun rays and hear the strange noise inside my head telling me horrible things that I already knew. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">It just won't let up.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">It's safe to say that with the activity happening in my head, the obvious power to eliminate is telepathy. Even if I could do it, my heart would be spent living in constant paranoia, terrify to hear what awful things you might have to say about me. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">How about leaping into the vast blue sky and stay forever free, sure. Flying away is choosing to be free in the wild any time it pleases you, it somehow suggest the very question of existence. </span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">As you might have figured, 'existing' isn't my strongest suit.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Have you ever looked into someone's eyes, someone you respect immensely and got a sense of disdain back. It doesn't have to be a lecture, an impassive sentence of disagreement, or a single word of advice. The look says it all. At the moment you wished you hadn't disappointed anyone and just fly away instead. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">That left me with Invisibility. A personal favorite which I think could go well with the invisible cloak that I've been working on. When life gets hard sometimes, slowly drift off to a place that only you could understand. Over there, you'd never felt so belong, like sunset and breaking dawn are all in the same all day long. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">It is exotic, it is beautiful, nothing like you have ever seen. There, you see the deceased family members too. Your father, aunt, grandmother... like the few pieces of puzzle you've been trying to locate but always seems to miss.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Nothing could feel so potent and yet futile, d</span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">isappearing could mean the world <i>even for a little while</i>.</span></div>
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.http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028856516406158236noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2898661461123804962.post-90785186835015590032012-10-03T00:21:00.001+08:002012-10-03T00:22:01.242+08:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">"We need fantasy to survive because reality is too difficult..." </span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">~ </span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Anonymous</span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> </span></div>
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.http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028856516406158236noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2898661461123804962.post-71388348663148337842012-10-02T19:27:00.001+08:002012-10-16T02:56:23.052+08:00Selection Last<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">You know sometimes when you're having these casual unexpected conversation with a friend, in between sentences you tried to make a point after he/she has just did. Wanting it badly, you say something dumb, just so it could end and both of you could get on back with your lives.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Imagine in between those silent moments, if you awkwardly decided that you wanted to end the conversation anyway by saying nothing. The background music would have been soothing, easy or even cheerful. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">But if your comebacks are jokes that makes the conversation less appalling to chew on, the soundtrack would be a serious, intense and depressing. Which you always do so you could laugh at your expense in order to end that dreadful conversation. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">...or you can just push people away. <span style="color: #666666;">Relief. </span></span></div>
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.http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028856516406158236noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2898661461123804962.post-2377585895119922092012-08-13T17:01:00.000+08:002012-08-13T17:02:12.202+08:00Dear Samael,<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">You look like you knew me.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"> Trying to complete my sentence without a need for reductive measures. Like we've met in our previous life. W</span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">onderful, now that you have found me, you will stay as long as it pleases you.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">So now that I have you by my side, it's like you were never gone. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">You are perfect to me, as me to you. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">You present yourself to me wholeheartedly, realizing the imminent death is upon me. </span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">How generous I thought, how generous.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Still I believe you. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">I love him now, forever and always. It's something only you could feel from love songs. It's borderline cheesy, even for me. </span></div>
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.http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028856516406158236noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2898661461123804962.post-69973801248285106452012-07-03T02:03:00.000+08:002012-10-02T18:50:11.663+08:00Ground Zero<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Its as though I could never know when I'm about to break, I chose the best time today- when I was at work. My superior was probably discussing something with me...</span><br />
<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">It must have been some matter of grave importance because I could hear his voice despite my exceedingly loud distraction then suddenly, I felt a sense of helplessness that I could not exonerate myself from. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">I must have seen something which I had absolutely no interest in, or so I thought. Why did it bothers me so much why, a slew of garbage images came flooding. Him, a nobody that had found somebody.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Life is like a bad poem- "here you live, here you die, and when you think you've survived, he'd then forfeit your life." </span></div>
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.http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028856516406158236noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2898661461123804962.post-37081227669401028192012-05-06T02:00:00.000+08:002012-08-15T23:23:09.109+08:00Becaus(ed)<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">I miss you, because.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">A sheep could never prey on a lion, because.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Fear is like a ghostly scratch with bruise, because.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Sleeping is an aching hobby, because.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Loving is emptiness, because.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Being torture in slow motion, because.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Pleasing is teasing in hollowness, because.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Human spirit are indestructible but easily corruptible, because.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Desert is only pixie dust dry land without an ounce of teardrop, because.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Thou shall die and stay a dead man, because.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">You will never notice me, because.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">People die, because.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Answer</span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> is never complete without a question, because.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Doubt is a luxury for the rich and famous, because.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">The sky isn't the limit (sorry kids), because.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Lucid dream is subconscious filled with real memories, because.</span></div>
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.http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028856516406158236noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2898661461123804962.post-85342088884283692042012-02-28T10:00:00.010+08:002012-02-29T01:27:43.940+08:00So They Call It Limbo With A Purpose Unknown<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tq-TWYnoWS0/T0SbVXp_9DI/AAAAAAAACMo/mfmpIa5k-LI/s1600/tumblr_lxerpx0kGE1qzep1ro1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="248" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tq-TWYnoWS0/T0SbVXp_9DI/AAAAAAAACMo/mfmpIa5k-LI/s400/tumblr_lxerpx0kGE1qzep1ro1_500.jpg" width="400" /> </a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">(Have you ever dreamt of such vile awful dreams and if god's willing, you wish it'd happened to someone else? Say your worst nightmares. Pun unintended.) </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">It was dark, it always is. Started with a black projected shadow, they wore cape, black furry one. Cruising around without limps, one could imagined they were from outer space, because something just don't belong. But that was the least of my worries. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Swiftly I ducked, scared and alone so I shut down. I shut my body system and try to sleep, eager awaiting to flee that black hole. If only I knew what was going on I thought, I closed my eyes to see in the dark. What was the different, evaluating my situation thoroughly before I make any silly decision.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Something flew by and hit my temple, it's of solid object that I am certain. I couldn't move because I was quivering in shock.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Laughter. Clucking noise. Slow claps. Something or someone is walking towards me. I did not see legs earlier so how would it possibly be able to walk towards me. Nothing make sense anymore. Clouded judgement in times of fear, hopeless. I pretended that I was asleep and held my breath, but I was already asleep...</span><br />
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</div>.http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028856516406158236noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2898661461123804962.post-1373729418811646752012-01-23T04:42:00.003+08:002012-02-22T14:42:06.997+08:00Sunset Avenue<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"> </span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">35</span></span><span class="st"> </span><span class="st">°<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">C</span></span><span class="st"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"> mid afternoon carrying a harassing dense breeze. </span></span><br />
<span class="st"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Short breathes slowly, slurping a sachet of English Breakfast. </span></span><br />
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<span class="st"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Hot tea on a weather like this? </span></span><br />
<span class="st"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">And it was almost like I was demanding for some unsolved mystery of the universe, </span></span><br />
<span class="st"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">somehow perspiration answered the untold question for me. </span></span><br />
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<span class="st"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Blink of an eye, my stomach hurts. My guts thumped heavily, why not. I was lost in thoughts, searching for a way out when a powerful door slam jolted for my attention. </span></span><br />
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<span class="st"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">It's the weather, grey and pale and restless, unpredictable as weather should be. </span></span><br />
<span class="st"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">As life should be.</span></span><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">When vulnerability checks in. Seldom, but adequate amount in recent memory, too soon as I started recalling. It never should've left. It takes that one negative notion to plug into the inner beyond reach territory where I thought time has accomplished itself by erasing the rotten and sordid side. Just like I thought, a bell of reminder rings.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">"Hi, remember me? I thought I lost you but you came back for me after all". By now I should know that tears cannot exist because it didn't, panting, I ran out of breath. </span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Endlessly aching, unconsoled.</span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"> </span></span></div><br />
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</div>.http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028856516406158236noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2898661461123804962.post-33532979919453988962011-10-17T01:37:00.000+08:002011-10-17T01:37:05.503+08:00daed sgniht<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"> </span><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;">I'm so low I could do a 10 minute free-fall off the edge of a dime... </div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;">Never mind the amount of audacity I had to challenge gods free-will to protect, serve and cater to his faithful believers. The will to live is adjacent to my strength as fragility is too visible to conceal.</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;">Bulletproof, the human body is designed to withstand all sorts of harm, it's designed to conquer and dominate. It heals itself so we could feel better, on the outside to you to everyone.</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;">Unwind a few years back before all creative efforts was derided, there were these few good years I thought I had it good. That somehow neon bright lights, birds chirping, strangers smile was what I needed to get by. </div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;">Things went for the twisted turns when you thought you had life figured out, as though I plunged into the ocean like I couldn't face another day, in this case another breath. Diving deeper seemed to be conclusively attractive. </div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;">As far as one could go, I glared down at me wondered how I got this far how much I had conquered. Dying now proves much effort to stay alive for someone else. </div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;">Who'd that be.</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><br />
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I write this because I'm fully healed. </div>
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You don't know it for sure, do you?</div>
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Sure I do, I'm fine. </div>
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Your looks might be, but you're a utter mess inside. Complete chaotic.</div>
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Bitter and insensitive comments are not welcome but thanks.</div>
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So is your false pretence and waves of denial, you're welcome. Now listen to me.</div>
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No.</div>
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You ought to, need to.</div>
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I don't want to.</div>
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Trust me.</div>
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.http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028856516406158236noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2898661461123804962.post-33639068319373187182011-06-19T02:12:00.000+08:002011-06-19T02:12:48.584+08:00Sickness & In Health<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;">How do we survive in this cruel world we were born into?<br />
All that we wanted was to clear our heads, screw ourselves from time to time just so we could start over. </div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;">Depletion of love, agony ignites. How do one get over when the world kicked you to the dirt after you peaked so high. </div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;">Anytime now, leap forward to soar, to the edge of entity.</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;">White spaces filled my heart, enormous strength grasped on my limbs, it is as steady as the worthless courage I possessed. <br />
</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;">When you get too upset, nothing is too upset. </div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">So troubled I needed to pray for someone else, through sufferings we all have predicaments of what is coming next. Dreams collapsed, the tallest tower tumbled the hardest the higher we built it. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">Why aren't you crying? Once in a while the world stares at each other souls to gain some perspectives, but why don't you sob, grief over the fact that people have lost faith as we have proceeded into the New World. Fluttered anxiety, may be about time to witness the greatest reality episode of our lives - manic devastation of our generation. </span></div>
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</div>.http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028856516406158236noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2898661461123804962.post-28948242563399935722011-04-03T01:27:00.002+08:002011-04-03T01:42:53.303+08:00Just A Little Longer<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;">Desolation,<br />
Wide open space,<br />
Between the trees and me,<br />
Emptiness and me,<br />
Confusion and decisions,<br />
Feelings hard to define,<br />
And I say to myself,<br />
Just a little longer,</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;">Coldness seeps<br />
Its way in,<br />
I am falling deeper,<br />
Into what I fear most,<br />
As I reach out,<br />
There is nothing there,<br />
As possible there was something once,<br />
Only to be gone,<br />
And I say to myself,<br />
Just a little longer, </div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><br />
Shimmering in the darkness,<br />
I see two moons,<br />
Reflecting off a stream of thoughts,<br />
Ongoing forever more,<br />
Along a rocky road,<br />
Slowly giving in to finding a way out,<br />
I take the plunge under the river,<br />
Then the wind carries a whisper,<br />
Gently on a breeze,<br />
Just a little longer...</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;">There's a place call home, waiting. </div></div>.http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028856516406158236noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2898661461123804962.post-29519875073681861902011-03-30T00:28:00.001+08:002011-04-15T13:42:15.114+08:00You know<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div style="text-align: center;">That feeling when you are on the verge of getting something but you are not sure if you are going to get it eventually. Just maybe you will, the depressing thoughts haunt you again and again and you think you might just lose it and then you start to question the Whys and Why am I not good enough to be stronger than frail. </div><div style="text-align: center;">I feel sick. </div></div>.http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028856516406158236noreply@blogger.com0