open the door and out you went slam the door shut and that is what you meant suddenly the house became dark along with the sound of the door, the shattering of my heart once, the house was filled with vibrant colours so much happiness, so much laughter when i needed you the most, you shut your eye look what you did, you made me cry but all this will just be a memory now this is the new happiness i've found it came as a surprise that it didn't take long for me to realise it doesn't matter whether you're here or there really, should i care? this is the choice i make and it will be the step i take you are so predictable when it comes to such stuff, you are so capable look at what's happened my, my, aren't you great with patterns? i find it hard to believe maybe this is your gift the sun still shines for me the birds still chirp happily so what part do you play in this scene i see? the door opens and i walk out thinking of this, i feel so proud the day never did start ending the world never did stop smiling you didn't have the key to lock my door on the contrary, you've opened many more i have more to smile for i feel so much happier than before why should i think that i need to take your crap? that i will have to be sad? this is the real you i've met thank you for giving my life back
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excuse me :X
9:17:00 PM
Thursday, August 09, 2007
the wind brushed against her hair as she grasps for air the world wasn't fair but she couldn't care not anymore as she takes this fall all the good things, she took with her kept in her memory, till forever what goes around comes around she understands this now all it takes is a hit before she kneels down in defeat how could it have hurt so much the bleeding of a heart no one could see she indulge in her own misery as tears dropped on her bathroom floor her heart sank more and more on this fine day she stood on her door step to say there is no other way the weak imperfection will be gone today she felt the final beat she had finally done it never before was she this complete things around her, she stood to see everything was how they used to be but this time, for the first time in a long while her lips formed a perfect happy smile the people around her they will wonder who could have ever done this but there's something they will miss it was hidden beneath something not to be seen soon they will find and understand why the gun lying behind with a pen in her hand as a writer, she did all she can and this is how she wrote her end
made of glassit cracks easilyit's not whole anymorebruises and plastersmost of them unecessaryi let them cut and slashcuz i couldn't stand itam i the only one?or is everybody else like this too?suddenly i feel alonethere is no place of my ownwhere am i?where do i want to go?i really do not knowwhen my doctor said i'm stressedi didn't know what she was talking aboutcuz i was thinking of another kind of stressshe's rightand now i know whyit's clear in my mindit's another kind of stressthat i overlooked but experience it oftenit's there and unbearableand i don't know what to do about it
excuse me :X
8:52:00 PM
THE OLD FART
Wan En
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HKPS(1999-2004)
Commonwealth Sec (2005-2008)
National JC (2009-2010)
