15
Sep
10

PayBox


PayBox.

29
Aug
10


Time… cannot break the bird’s wing from the bird. The bird and its wing together could have one father. No love that ever flew. And not even mine can die as others do.

27
Aug
10

My Dream


My dream… was a cruel joke; it torn me. Even in my dream I was an idiot who knows it’s about to wake up to reality. If I can only avoid sleep, but I can’t. I try to tell myself what to dream. But never works.

25
Aug
10

Come Challenge Me!


I say until the celestial sign have brought the annual reckoning, the dawn is breaking through. And if this austere in sociable life, change not my offer made in heat of blood. If frost fast by this virgin palm, nip not the gaudy blossoms of my love with this trial and fast love. Then at the expiration of the day, come challenge me by these deserts. Come challenge me!

23
Aug
10

Journey of Love


My journey begun on a love ship; a travel to a never land. But a ship broken, and all the hopeless souls within’ her drawn. But they’re not gone. The love is more powerful than the ocean. The spirit’s stronger than the sea, and grace. And a new life begins on a strange shore. It becomes an accursed love.

22
Aug
10

My Story


My story started at the sea of joy; a graduation day. One moment in my life when I felt I have everything I want. But then I decided to let go all the pleasures of the world, and choose a fare less voyage to the unknown land; the land of my own. And as I opened my eyes things became different; it was more like odds. I tried to fit in. But the more I tried the weird I became in their eyes. So I went back. But the door of mirth has sealed tight and I can’t open it, or it never was opened. So I guess I must stay, mustn’t I? I must follow the path that I had chosen, and survive. I know I’m different. Maybe I’m just part of them that never really exist. But I have to be who I really am. So I’m gonna let fate do the rest.

20
Aug
10

The Lady


Every year… the same month… the same person; the Lady. She appears in my thought with the shadow of her love. But why a cup of poison still hangs above me? Oh…I have fear. I thought I’ve deal with it, but I can’t. And now it scares people around me for I cannot tell them the way I feel. I love her like a sickness and its cured together, like beautiful flowers that grows naturally, like rain and sun, or cold and heat which lasts forever. But I must end it.




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