Wednesday, August 26, 2009
We are on high. Cloud 9. Grown from the depths of down. We are stronger now. Fresh, we gain the strengths from the sea. Life from the breeze. As rain recollects and the clouds, Yes , the clouds. Re-nourish to cleanse. For every colour that shines after would make a mark in the sky. Staining the vast blanket of earth. Every drop of that colour drips onto our lives. We watch from where we reside. The growth of every man and woman and child. We are stronger now.
afique juan ♥
9:27 PM
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Monday, August 24, 2009
A dream.
I stood in the corner. Watching as you took every step nearer. I saw future in your eyes.I couldn't believe I saw the light. Out shone the fairness of your skin. My lips turned light red, you purged my sin. Like rain from the sky you brought me cleansed from the highest droplet, neither from river nor lake. An artesian aquifer that rose from the crater's bed.
It is like a dream,no? It felt like that for me to.The dream that'll last 200 years.
Is it too late?
Won't you take me in the room?
Let you give out all your knowledge.
Let the geek in pink rule.
Could you open up your eyes.
you have to see me beyond the colours.
I can be black and white.
See how I fight my battles.
In truth there is no need to prove.
You just want worthy students.
Just like how I want my enemies.
You are just another of them losers.
afique juan ♥
9:47 PM
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Sunday, April 12, 2009
When my nails cracked and Why I don’t give a shit.
Today at 9:17am
Many ways to die.
I've thought about it
and I want to try,
But I don't want to die.
I've tried so hard to change my ways
They are just somethings that will never change.
This is one which will stay the same.
The biggest of my flaws.
I want to amputate.
So I won't do that again.
I want to fix the switch in my head.
I want that to change.
It's so hard to be alive.
Society kills our minds.
Corruption is the way to die.
Freedom was such a lie.
There is no such thing for freedom.
As you will never be free from ,
Critics and insults and doubt.
If only the pain would stop.
I am not emo.I am contend.
but life and society never allows me to forget.
The list of flaws that I have.
That makes me still a single man.
It was not so much about being alone.
Bout how my life would be different
If my wrist weren't this way.
Or if my hands did not sway.
For sometimes I wonder,
If i should go all the way.
With the dresses and extensions.
Cause they are people with those predilections.
But that is not me & I won't look good in heels.
So lets break down these walls and i see what i've got.
My personality is dry and I'm about to rot.
I can smell ammonium and I think it's coming.
Goodbye my lovers,I'm tired of running.
afique juan ♥
6:25 PM
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Sunday, March 22, 2009
i only feel like this
cause you're the cause of it
and you know what you did
i've only felt like this once before
thats when you walked out that door
and i couldnt see you anymore
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i look out the window
& what do i see
a drity world staring back at me
I walk the door left my home
ready for the world unknown.
And all i see is all the lying and the cheating.
I become witness to fightings and killings.
whatever for? I thought life was worth so much more....
Than the things you own and the life you live.
Than the death of an innocent young kid.
I can't believe that it all ended up like this.
and we're all just waiting for the change which we are hoping and we pray . it'll come soon...
please come soon.
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afique juan ♥
9:29 AM
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I try so hard to exist.
Feel like cutting my wrist.
try so hard to matter
Not that it matters.
I know that it seems
Like I'm from some emo scene.
Like I'm facing teen angst
Eventhough I'm peaking eighteen
but it couldn't be
the immature thoughts in my head.
Cause how could voices
leave you in such a bad state.
Some call me Fake.
Some call me nasty.
Some call me Bitch.
I prefer Nasty.
My life is like the mean girls
that they show on tv.
Extraterrestrial Drama
That they made up around me.
I really have no time
for this kind of childish games.
Get out of my way
SO my fame can be claimed.
afique juan ♥
9:28 AM
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As i stood in the middle,
with only a pen to hold.
I was finding for the paper,
where my feelings would be thrown.
But all that was in view,
was only the past.
The present never in sight,
infact it never last.
As i reminisce on something,
that i never had.
I'm seeking for answers,
to the questions asked.
But there's nothing in this book,
to help me understand,
the journey of my life,
and how it will end.
afique juan ♥
9:27 AM
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What you gave me that night,
felt so strong.
It felt so right.It felt so wrong.
The minute you left,
I felt a burn in my chest.
I knew I needed more.
I was hooked.
There was, some kind of subliminal attraction.
Like a coke addiction.
I'm craving for mor
afique juan ♥
9:27 AM
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