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‚ô• Thursday, September 22, 2005
2:10 PM

press your fingers into my cavities
the paint is slowly peeling
acylic
subtle, no less
somehow not me

I bleed crimson for your palette
and wine for your tongue
give me reason,
Your lies are selfish

hesistate not
to mould me into shapes
the cloth is not delicate, it is strong
just like the fabric of my heart
I will stand you
until your colours run dry

- thought it was beautiful. Thank GOD for HIS protection. I almost got knocked down by a motorcycle. someone almost had to pull me in. Right.I've got to be more careful with roads. I'm down with a flu, or I'll be at ECP with the crusaders. Sad. Raining somehow make one depress though. the darkness. Trainings these days, I find it hard. I had chest pains when I train. I hope the inhaler will help.Even though I dislike that.Seeing them run, I am sort of missing the past, when I used to run with the wind. No obstructions or obstacle, just running freely. I am bored. Holidays are truly boring.I'm tired and drained after training yesterday. that's all C;