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running through my head

funny how a certain place 
reminds you of a certain someone;
that certain look,
that certain smile,
that certain moment..


then the memories came rushing back,
memories that once was sweet,
memories that was always treasured..


those times when only you matter,
those times when everything is bright and shiny
in a world that you and I only exist..


missing,
longing,
then..
snap!


back to reality,
back to the fact that all is gone,
gone and always will be.
09/2011

excerpts from a high school paper (2)

sick cycle carousel

taking risk but never learning

learning but always failing

failing but still hoping

hoping but always hurting

hurting but still looking

looking but never finding

finding and always taking risk

excerpts from a high school paper

so unreal,

so untrue,

this is just to good to be true.

wish i knew,

wish i found out,

that its just a dream

and i need to wake up.

did you even care,

did you even saw,

all of my efforts

just to be with you.

should came with a warning,

should seen the signs,

of all the sweet lies

and those fake smiles.

is it just a game,

is it just a ploy,

in which i keep fighting

and losing in the end.

why so quick,

why so sudden,

why does it have

to end up like this.

now i must go,

now i must move on,

leaving all behind

the 91 days of you.