my heart is an open palm, exposed and raw
In my land of bright lights you are effervescent -
Overwhelming at once, I am oblivious the next.
You are the palpable product of words I never meant,
Of clouded judgement, infinite dreams; my sweet Regret.
My conscience weighs you down and embeds you
Somewhere in the murky depths of this sepulchral soul.
Yet there is little want of redemption for what I do,
And you and your kind maketh the stories I never told.
Even now I would sing that I am yours, Yours!
As I believe you are mine in all your tainted forms.
Sucker as I am for your taste, touch and allure,
The beauty of folly is not weeping when all else mourns.
So this is an ode to my ill-fated penchant for
Secrets I have to keep, and everything that
I loved to hold but not to possess.
That I wish to forget, but forget to regret.
Wednesday, May 25, 2005
ha ha how typically rafflesian:
"but all i want now is a school bag. balancing out the act abit. too many handbags in my cupboard. i have been carrying the same bags to school since the start of the year. ultra boring. it's been five months, quite bored of the bags i use now. will go on a search fo a nice new bag (:"
well, no offence, and no personal attacks intended. obviously this was taken off a rafflesian's blog, and yes jes trying to bring across the message that my friends have been so puzzled over. they ask me, 'why do you change your bag so often?' well, yeah perhaps the rafflesian spirit is still in me. okay lar, it's kinda obvious actually.
vj soccer lost and they got second. truthfully, second really is an acheivement, but clearly it ain't enough. the sadness in the air when mj scored that deciding goal was practically emanating from every victorian's pores okay. fine sounds weird and sick in a way, but you get what i mean. i'm not particularly upset, but i mean it would have been better if we won. besides, our full day has gone down the drain. shame on me for being so shallow, but you gotta admit that was on everybody's minds.
damn tired right now. aimless wandering around today and went to gerald's friend's house which was kinda awkward. -stares daggers at phoon- but well they were nice people. guess i really do need to start making more friends in vj.
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