

Shut-eyedSo in the end, here I am, Hearing old songs, as silence hum Wide awake in mid of night Trying to contain all I might..Shut-eyed
..These things I feel, I know I must not let them grow Regret, pain, although content The hurt, I will silently lament~
I look at myself in the mirror Seeing, as I look harder: I do seem older than my years, Especially with all these tears..
..Unshed, too deep inside me How dare I say that I'm happy? I only wish, I could let go; Make the most of this ebbing sorrow~
Often, I can't sleep, I c


Diff'rentlyListen to my face Look into my voice Feel my mind Understand my heart..Diff'rently
Reeking of scent Taste my sound Heavenly stench Corner around~
Touch my nothingness Gaze into transparency Feed me ethereal bliss Stay for a while, eternally~
Sometime, somewhere Somehow, somewhat I will be over there; I will be where I'm not~
So listen, look, feel Love me for all I am Not in the usual ways; But in terms no one has done..
Gravylicious Grace
EdanadE 2008
Devious Comments
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I'M SO JEALOUS...
Mkhang malaki balak sakupin netong si Dave ah...
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K3Ü, Nhie~ ~EdanadE
"DeStRoYeD"
Like a painter with his brush, I paint...
But I use no visual medium...
I use words...
Unlike a painter, I never run out of materials...
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K3Ü, Nhie~ ~EdanadE
"DeStRoYeD"
Like a painter with his brush, I paint...
But I use no visual medium...
I use words...
Unlike a painter, I never run out of materials...
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If you want to taste the ground,
feel free to attack me.
*NaLdiAn
thanks!
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If you want to taste the ground,
feel free to attack me.
*NaLdiAn
ahehe, thnx!
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If you want to taste the ground,
feel free to attack me.
*NaLdiAn
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Wow di gumagalaw. kasingtigas ng goma sa gulong ng trak kasi naman nagpadagdag ng dodo, dodo, DODO!
winner!
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ever wonder about PERFECTION?
if there is a perfect man,
women would love God less...
because they would love the man more...
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One who makes no mistakes, never makes anything
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K3Ü, Nhie~ ~EdanadE
"DeStRoYeD"
Like a painter with his brush, I paint...
But I use no visual medium...
I use words...
Unlike a painter, I never run out of materials...
--
K3Ü, Nhie~ ~EdanadE
"DeStRoYeD"
Like a painter with his brush, I paint...
But I use no visual medium...
I use words...
Unlike a painter, I never run out of materials...
--
K3Ü, Nhie~ ~EdanadE
"DeStRoYeD"
Like a painter with his brush, I paint...
But I use no visual medium...
I use words...
Unlike a painter, I never run out of materials...
--
If you want to taste the ground,
feel free to attack me.
*NaLdiAn
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K3Ü, Nhie~ ~EdanadE
"DeStRoYeD"
Like a painter with his brush, I paint...
But I use no visual medium...
I use words...
Unlike a painter, I never run out of materials...
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No more anger. No more sadness. No more envy.
I am the fate you must abide.
Protect. Infect. Reject.
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Gamertag: BlacFyre
sali ka daw ng contest, ryt?
update me so i could vote..
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"sa litrato na lng kita mamahalin..."
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If you want to taste the ground,
feel free to attack me.
*NaLdiAn
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"sa litrato na lng kita mamahalin..."
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