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My blood bleeds red For all those thoughts you left unsaid Well how could you let your guard down And let me impose We’re dying the further this thing goes Well can we go back to where we were before You dropped your heart on my floor Cause it was easiest to hide it all away And never say what we were thinking No you’d never catch me blinking that night ‘Cause I was all of yours So say goodbye to days like these I’ll give it one more try and hope it all seems better in your eyes Well maybe not this time

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Icon: LJ/sixthmile
Layout: tuesdaynight
Inspiration: DayBefore!Misery

Written on: Thursday, September 25, 2008
Time: 12:23 AM

That suspense
Somethings are logical and substantial, and yet somethings are just so hard to express, or rather impossible to fathom. Why oh why. I'm so used to being alone, that its simply not a chore to be so, and still, there're times when it would be good to have someone by your side, to share that particular moment or enjoy that experience together. It's like telling yourself to push and pull at the same time. How very ironic.

T-A-I-W-A-N and S-H-O-P-P-I-N-G. Apparently the weather's predicted to be 20 degrees and below, but counting on the irregular weathers recently, i wonder how off track the forecaster would get. Transiting at Hongkong, airport shopping. Can't wait.
I have too many wants, just too many to complete.



The brand new day
At dawn, through my opened window,
I gazed upon a breathless,
And heart-stopping sight.

On the horizon in front of me,
Appeared an aurora of mystical lights,
Reflecting deep into the cavities and,
Ridges of the surrounding mountains.

Before me shown the early light,
Penetrating the morning mist,
As it caused perpetual golden rays
To illuminate through the highest
Mountain peaks,
Awakening the earth below.

As I peered closely,
Brilliant colors of light
Stretched upward,
Like fingers on a hand
Into the yet, dawning sky.

Oh, as I gazed at this precious sight,
Time itself seemed to be waiting,
And wanting to grasp hold of
The first beams, that would burst forth
From the East and to witness,
The suns smile beckoning
"The Brand New Day. "


Mom cooked a fabulous dinner tonight, its been ages. I love my mom.