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.
Tuesday, May 23, 2006
ooooh why is the blogging thing suddenly blue.
jon chua jes told me that there's krispykreme at the aussie airport (sydney, that is). my goodness, where should i start in trying to explain how sad life in singapore can get sometimes. :( nevermind i shall be expecting krispykremes in 2 weeks time!! you guys can start bribing me now :D best friends have priority!!
oh oh oh! jes now i watched singapore idol auditions. i know la im like really lagging but it was so dooper funneh. wassup man singapore. but its kinda nice to know that we're not such a boring country after all. there are colouful characters existing somewhere. he he i really wonder how those people have the cheek to come back for the second season when they got rejected during the first. it's like, you may call it determination, but sometimes enough is enough especially when talent-o-meter is like screaming ZERO.
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8:52 AM;
