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12/25/2004
"Night"
Hair is heavy, water-soaked and scented in kiwi and strawberries. As black as thoughts that pervade the mind, as black as the mood that drowns the soul in never-ending questions.
Flawless flaws that grip onto being, paint a picture with words of night and sleep, dreams of happy-never-afters.
Can not, will not take this, accept this. Break and forsake all, for a moment, a minute, a second in time as darkness soaks sunshine into nothingness and serenity may be found in absolute weariness of days.
Fragile moments shattered, all that's slightly battered, fallen and broken even as the spirit smiles in blissful oblivion; the music still plays, haunting yet uplifting.
We will rise again.
Replies: 4 peanuts
that's either a script for an upcoming play or you're really moody today...
:)
J
Posted by infinitium @ 07/21/2004 12:10 PM GMT
kiwis go to NZ ;)
Posted by CHris @ 07/21/2004 06:03 PM GMT
t, was it because u uhm - had to cakap bohong? ;)
Posted by von @ 07/21/2004 07:14 PM GMT
jase: think of it as a monologue in the the play of life ;)
chris: kiwi *fruit* smells divine ;)
von: tak de lah. i'm blaming it on lack of sunshine and lack of vitamins in current diet.
I give up. Food it is then. Goodbye books *sniffles*
Posted by t @ 07/21/2004 08:12 PM GMT