| Sunday, August 14, 2005 |
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Rain falls as you stood there in the dark. Drenched to the skin, yet your eyes never leave his face. Minutes pass. You both wonder how the other has been. Silence prevails. Only the roaring wing and drumming rain falls. Raindrops mingle with the treacherous tears you struggle to withhold. A sudden move, an aversion of the eyes. Head held high, eyes distant, he slowly walks off, one step at a time. Your tears, finally free to fall, in a silent, wordless, goodbye. ** this is not for ME. im not tt sentimental okae.. haha.. jkin.. i kinda am even tho most pple cant tell.. ;) dun ask me wad is this or y i wrote it.. i have no idea if its supposed to b a song or a poem.. juz writin it based on sth some1 told me.. told u its not my personal exp.. =P *bLeahx* sighs.. i gotta go.. takkaire pple! =) **
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| 'please don't stop the music 2:42 pm |
now playing :
| song of my life. |
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Past the point of no return - no backward glances: the games we've played till now are at an end. Past all thought of "if" or "when" - no use resisting: abandon thought, and let the dream descend . . . |
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| Writer |
| I am an eighteen-year-old student currently attending Republic Polytechnic. I enjoy reading, writing, chilling, intelligence, and sarcasm. My goals in life include being a professional slacker, wasting as much of my time, life and intelligence away, sleeping a minimum of 12 hours everyday, being a successful bum, and maybe, possibly, someone you could bring home to meet mom with. |
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