due to absence of inspirations, i have not posted my affairs. for a long time. ive seen many things that somehow changed my perspective i have of this world.
There she goes
There she goes again
Racing through my brain
And I just can't contain
This feeling that remains
love is sweet, love is tender. yea right. its been 1-odd year since we met. but then it was all but a blank in between. then on that fateful day. may 2nd.you talked to me. and then off we go to a seemingly bright future. but all was just a facade.
Fate fell short this time
Your smile fades in the summer
Place your hand in mine
I'll leave when I wanna
maybe we're not fated. maybe some higher form of life mocks upon me and screws up my life. it was all a dream.
Windmill, Windmill for the land.
Turn forever hand in hand
Take it all in on your stride
It is ticking, fallin` down
Love forever love is free
Let's turn forever you and me
Windmill, windmill for the land
Is everybody in?
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Burning on just like a match you start to incinerate
The lives of everyone you knew
And whats the worst to take, from every heart you break (heart you break)
And like a blade you stake
Well I've been holding on tonight
but yea. it doesnt mean the end of our little journey together. friends, we can be. lovers, who knows. and no, it is not the end of my story. you are your own love story's author. write it well if u must.
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another thing i noticed these few days. the world aint that caring and nice like some powerpuff girls town. ive been to my ol'skool cca's unit camp lately.
though it seems the entire sec 3 grp (they are the in-charges of the unit now. the unit's fate is in their hands) are united. deep down. i sense civil strife. as though everyone wants their way of things.
i want to be the minority
i dont need your authority
down with the moral majority
'cause i want to be the minority
stepped out of the line
like a sheep runs from the herd
marching out of time to my own beat now
the only way i know one light, one mind flashing in the dark
blinded by silence of a thousand broken hearts
"for cryin out loud"
she screamed unto me a
free for all
fuck 'em all
"you are your own sight"
pop goes my lil' delusion of the world being a nice place. well, perhaps, there are still those that are just like me, seeking the little things that make me happy.
oh well. right now. get that darn piece of paper that frees me from the government's clutches on me via this thing called education. i have learnt something though. thou shall not look for love. thou shall let love look for thou.
