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Wednesday, February 27, 2008

suitability

and i wouldnt dare say i know whats good for me.
almost most things that i welcomed my way
left through the back door,
by force (mine).
i placed enough hearts on the chopboard,
just to prove, time and again,
that the weaker link is myself.
and that i really am incapable of providing.
not that i even strive very hard to.


dreams

one that constantly remains as the
most uncertain, unprofitable,
risky yet expensive path i set myself
running after, senselessly.
i am on my way to pawn the rest of my
diminishing youth to the jaws of fate.
surprisingly ready to let go of everything,
everyfuckingthing i have,
from possessions to comfort.


age

sprawled on the face of real time that i cannot turn back,
good ones i would love to relive,
and the bad i cannot comprehend how i landed myself into.
lessons i might have learned a bit too well,
memorized by hard, hardly understood.
have i not grown enough, given the gift of experiences,
or have i grown a little too far away from i should.


tomorrow

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and i felt very touched by this:

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