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12-01-2007, 02:29 AM
Perspective
A curve for a narrow mind is a straight line a straight line for a good mind is a dot a dot for itself is nothing I can't see nothing so who am I? I'm what they left behind who are they, I do not know sometimes when I look at words I can only manage to see dead meat is it because I can't eat what I just saw or because I can't make sense out of it words can't only carry me this far can't come up with a way to describe something that constantly moving should I be thankful for that fact this afternoon when I told them to look at my middle finger it was so simple but they didn't seem to comprehend they chose to look into their own hands to find their own messages I wasted my time and nobody got mad we all left happily 
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12-06-2007, 06:05 AM
on one of my grey days,
I went to visit a garden of hope to have its spirit, to lift my chin as dust in winds, as salt in sea as one small seed, shall become tree so deep sweet dream, I weep and grieve so strong with hope, rooted in me as I experienced cuts and salty tears salty tears, I learned from them with smart those acrid taste And I sat down on the grass to have its nature, giving me the desire to grow as words came out from mouth as vows' success, still fresh from lips I turned to the garden of dream to have a glimpse of my future hidden behind the curtain of mystery I saw my name and filled with joy there, letters carved upon stones when jealousy and deceiving are all over places when mistakes discourage and false comforts drive me when my self-motivations are weak, I sell my days for penny when the creator of emotion in me feels the hunger I went to visit the garden of hope and dream to have its love, to comfort my scream to have its blessing, to keep on dreaming As the journey is still far and long so steeled the heart, to broke this storm And I stood in my garden with faith in works that i perform life is just a simple game I play with my mind so never to give up, things will turn out alright
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12-11-2007, 08:15 PM
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for some people, good = serious. So, one might read your comment and understand it in his/her way = are you good? I like your signature and avatar pictures, very cute! You look really smart ( the one in the pic, u might be a dude, I'm not flirting so no big deal for me)
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12-11-2007, 08:17 PM
Life is a wonderful journey
My face swelled like a balloon My eyes was shut my heart was tied up with gigantic rocks blocks all ways in and out I walked with a heavy mind I drowned in stressful thoughts 1985 is my birthyear but already I felt life was way too much Did I have too much and did I need anything I also felt weary sins I was a dead person walking Yes, that was me And my uncle is having cancer they give him chemical stuff to treat his going-wrong body every week this is the fact many told me 99% of those who are in the same condition like him would die within 3 months he is the 1% that some called miracle he breathes the smell of pain shuts his eyes and rests 3 days in a week and the 4 days left he wakes up drinks his milk he does not feel nothing But he drinks because he knows he needs it that's his life in more than a year But wait, I forgot to tell you one more thing after finishing his milk he makes phone calls sometimes his assistants drive him to his company he tells people do not worry and please continue to work he inspires every single soul that knows his story I told him why do you still working he did not say much But mom told me still he's happy and he acts just like normal cause he doesn't want people who love him to worry How about me my birthyear is 1985 and I do not work for more than 2 years I just sat here and there feeling so tired I managed to depress many people that comes near me and made my family worry way too much I was who many called genius No Let's make this a new beginning I vow from now on I'll eat 1 orange everyday more veggies more fruits I'll stop drinking too much coffee I'll go exercise and find myself a job If I'm too bad and no one wants to hire me I'll work for free or I'll open my own company I'll never write another sad story to depress people never, never and that's how a healthy person shall live Before truly becoming a legend, first I must become a healthy person Before deeply loving anybody, first I must learn to love me Before madly working in the job of giving, first I must know and enjoy what I have and need This is a prescription I wrote for myself thanks for doing me such a great favor the sorrow guy life in me is finished I want to be a missing piece of people who need me born a we guy the guy I never wanted to become I used to be a selfish freak Dr. Beo
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12-12-2007, 05:47 AM
wow..very deep and emotional. I love how you word your emotions into the poems you've presented. The best writing always comes from the heart ~_^ and it's always good to get things off your chest in this manner as well.
 Amazing sig made by claimee, NeoVisualizm <3 Recent claim: Kiri (heidi.)
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12-15-2007, 04:35 AM
and to learn english as well. I know where i stand, and i dont aim high like many thought. thanks!
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12-17-2007, 04:21 AM
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and as you've suggested, there should be no goal when writing what you feel ~_^ except to find release in what you write  Amazing sig made by claimee, NeoVisualizm <3 Recent claim: Kiri (heidi.)
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