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Sunday, 11 November 2007

The Right Path

It seems to be repeated
every once in a while,
countless nights of crying
end with a sincere smile.

What once was thought
to be confirmed,
leaves you in shock
damaged and spurned.

This lack of experience
lack of confidence and skill,
gives way to doubt
and gives somewhat of a thrill.

Just one night
can change so much,
distractions anew
with thoughts as such.

There's no reason
to drop everything and change,
when something interesting
shows an advantageous range.

Give yourself time
think it through thoroughly,
there's no reason to plan
and then change so abruptly.

When the time is right
your plan will match your life,
you'll see why it is so
when you reach the reason for your strife.

Until then just say strong
there will be many distractions,
every chance you get beware
of every single interaction.

Once in a while
something good might show up,
or so it would seem
until you realizes you messed up.

Remember what you're here for
don't forget your true calling,
otherwise you'll wake up
and realize that you're falling.

There's always hope
even if you're down and out,
just get up, dust yourself off
stand up and head out.

Where there's will there's a way
keep that in mind,
if you keep your will strong
there's nothing you can't find.

Remember what God has sent you here for
the reason you've been here for this long,
it's up to you to make sure to succeed
to make sure not to do any wrong.

Saturday, 09 June 2007

For Shame

I'm wrapped inside
confined to this space,
nothing to hold on to
no escape from this place.
There's nothing around me
only cold metal and gray,
yet it seems to welcome me
its inviting me to stay.
"You can stay as long as you like
do whatever you want,
as long as you make this
your most popular haunt"
I tried this again
but it didn't work at all,
I think I've lost it completely
I think I've hit a wall.
There seems to be no motivation
is this really what I've become?
I've given up a big part of me
just to take part in this run.
Am I supposed to become this
or have I made a mistake?
Is this all a grand illusion
something obviously fake?
At the end of this long dark tunnel
will I find a welcoming light?
or will I fall somewhere in between
and get caught up in the blight.
It seems so far from now
but I know its coming up soon,
I've been awake for over 24 hours
and its about to be noon.

This really isn't going anywhere
I thought I could still write,
obviously I'm sorely mistaken
I feel so horribly contrite.

Friday, 10 November 2006

Surrender

Ever wonder why
the sun rises every day?
if at the end of the day
its just going to go away.
It should save itself the trouble
and just stay down,
persistance is a waste when
satisfaction can't be found.
There's no use in trying
if failure is known to come,
in the face of danger we should stop
instead of trying to run.
Spiders are beautiful
when looked at from far away,
but when closed in on
their fangs are for prey.
Intricate webbing patterns
made to lure the weak,
seem to offer beauty
to the ugly who seek.
Ugliness dwells within
the most beautiful of things,
painful deceit
is all that it brings.
Even poor Hamlet
is stabbed in the back,
when Ophelia sets a trap
with the love that she lacks.
The best defence
is a good strong shell,
it feels so good
in the darkness to dwell.
No worries to fester
and no one to care,
no one to bother you
about the face you wear.
Freedom of expression
and freedom of mind,
freedom like this
is very hard to find.
This foolish happy shell
that I learned to adopt,
is finally taken off
and away it is tossed.
This stronger shell
made of indifference,
is comfortably suited
to end all persistance.
All outside influence
though gratefully appreciated,
is cast aside
and easily depreciated

Saturday, 07 October 2006

FTS...

Wow...

Mary-Jane Watson is SUCH a DIRTY FUCKING WHORE... in the span of two hours... three guys... and then... "lean your head back for me, [i'd like to compare you to the other 50000000 guys i've kissed and see if you really are him or not]"
Poor guy: *after kiss* "wow, i'm on top of the world! You up there with me?"
Dirty Whore: *not a word*

and then... she has the gall to give him shit for like... trying but FAILING... while she has Osborn, Jameson, and occasionally fucks around with him as well. She's SUCH a DIRTY WHORE. She needs to be SHOT in the FACE. and he needs to like... go kick some more ass >.>.

Dirty Whore: "I can't stop thinking about you..."
LIES! BITCH! Then explain, without contradicting yourself, WHY THE FUCK are you getting MARRIED in a WEEK you DIRTY LYING WHORE.

*after she gets threatened* Him: "You lay ONE FINGER on her, I swear..."
*after he gets thrown against a wall* Her: "meh" *doesn't even scream, whimper, moan... NOTHING*

such... a Dirty Dirty Whore... errr... fine she's not... she only partakes in the power now known and classified as:
The Evils of Womanhood.

it's a fact of life I guess...

*sigh* Dirty fucking whore slut bitch. Poor Guy.

How interesting, the most fictional part of a movie where a guy gets bit by an irradiated spider and gains power is the last 5 minutes of the movie.

"Thank You, Mary Jane"
HEH *scoffs*

We need to have more movie nights.

We need to watch Spider-man 2 again. hahaha.

I hate Xanga. it's so Gay. Just like me. But i'm the good Gay. Xanga is Gei.

*sigh*

FTS.