so words race like flies in a dumpster
so i got to know the lies everyone looked after.
and here i am still thinking it was a mere shadow,
and here i am still wishing a lovestruck down below.
i am the reason of my own ignorance in building castles in the air.
i am the contradiction of what my dreams came about to a certain despair.
thinking and wishing what would be a volatile chemistry,
alas i am the squire who thought everything else was for free.
in times like this that i have already known
where my pointless admiration have flown.
yes this is my final affirmation
my instinctive confirmation.
that you looked at me as a silhouette,
never existed never to get.
in your eyes, i am a just a passer-by.
and may lady luck smile upon your fate.
- kirei the daydreamer
confessions of a dog soldier
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
Friday, June 4, 2010
that blind angel
no father, you're not a father.
you are not but my only father.
and this day, though may never revealed,
be an oath that i am your other son still.
happy birthday old man.
- ArSa
you are not but my only father.
and this day, though may never revealed,
be an oath that i am your other son still.
happy birthday old man.
- ArSa
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