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Friday, January 18, 2008



thankyou Z!



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Sunday, January 06, 2008



compAss

i have so much going on in my head; i dont know what to write though. its all there, clear as the first ray of light and jumbled as it follows from the drops... tear drops, drops that fall to the ground, go un noticed... drops tht will be shed again and again till time decides to stop, or till the eyes shut.
did i ever say i write coherently? i dunno, lol. although, at times, i have been accused of morbid- writing.
neway, things are like ghosts. people are like ghosts. its like ive lost the meaning of some thing. "lost my compass"- i dont know. i wish life wasnt so cruel. it is hard, i know. its tough, ive learnt. i jst wish it wasnt so cruel. snapping the dreams in two in jst a sec... dreams tht took forever to nurture... dreams tht really were innocent... dreams of four girls; girls who never thot their spirits wud be broken to such an extent, their minds numb to the limit. girls, who thot, this is it! and married their guys. stupid girls.


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Wednesday, January 02, 2008



The Lord of Us Beings.

The lord tht never forgives, but forgets? The lord that will never truly show who's side it's on? The lord that takes and gives only to take it again?

Yes, tht lord of urs. Yes, tht mortal lord of all of us.

I wonder wht it'll actually take for us to see the immortal realities of our times. the Immortal Lord; the Lord of Us. The Lord.



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