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In an hour of weakness, you'd still believe; to try
Do this one thing for me, make up some stupid story.
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Sean, 310892ngjunkit@hotmail.com Several years and we were right, The things we did and tried, Experiencing different waves and tides, Even if it meant we’ve cried, It’s inevitable for us, To begin to rust, Breaking the thread wasn’t bad, One of us will bring the thread, One will set us back, Soon, We’ll run on the same track; Should we always miss the chance to see? Beneath the mirror lies a scene Bringing us into a whirl Is that what we deserve? We all know we each own an Otherworld — Just a guy behind the smiles Archives
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Wednesday, October 21, 2009
- Balance - Currently Listening: Temporary Insanity - Krista At that instant, everything felt calm. Serenity washed over us, beckoning us with its cry. The cry that seemed so harmless, so pure. We’re deceived by the superficiality of this sound. Some believes that balance exist in our world. It hangs around each person in every second, every time. The time it takes for us to be happy is the time it takes for us to be hurt. To be angry or be fascinated. We’re always desperately clinging on to the very hope of being able to savor the very moments that has intoxicated us. But the shadows that follows this fleeting moment creates the balance, accounting for the emotions we have in our lives. At this juncture, we must either choose to embrace it or deny it. To reject or accept. For good or bad. I'm whiny, but I am not weak. |
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I'm losing patience, waiting on you to believe
Cause.. I'm just restless |
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