Apr 11, 2009
see the shiny thing over there? its my regret and im glad its gonegot a sore throat and fever this morning after ytd's outing hahaha recovered le, fasst? its just tat now i have slight heahache onli or i can say the back of my head hurts. wonder if i will be ok by monday, adding on to this post lol, fever is back again -.-'
btw, im bored- chill out with this poem
chilling chilling sheer cold
this self of mine is never so bold
running in the monsoon and in the rain
never am i expected to be so taint
this fire in me is forcely lit
strength is gained bit by bit
i am weak in every sense
this feeling of mine had been so dense
the wind is blowing, fingers cold
my ruthless self is never shown
with long sharp nails shiny as gold
loud cries of vanity the victim moan
a star was fallen from the sky
death is written on his mind
Lucifer Satan is his name
with great respect i bow to him
for the unholy strength he had given me
i know that i have loved you ... at Saturday, April 11, 2009
fate crumbled all around 0 identities
fate crumbled all around 0 identities
