Thursday, April 7th, 2005
yearrgghh!!! i feel so much better already
on bendeth knee i hesitate
to lose my fate, i fear my hate
for these hands weren’t meant to create
destruction, my one and only trait
bearing this knowledge, i succumb
fate is cruel, i’m a scum
i can’t hold back, i cannot run
madness is loose, it has begun
on bendeth knee, i beg of you
i will forget, i will subdue
remake my life that i once drew
black it out, i will bury you
control over something that’s difficult to apprehend
lies over the secret burden of one man’s descend
may you be restless for all eternity
did nothing, but maintained anonymity
the life of the memories you once cherished
slowly wilts away; forever, false hope; diminished
transcend from the life of a lowly peasant
held back, crawling your way through something pleasant
the death of something that was once important
denial, even more than being arrogant
pressed on to survive the fiery depths of our existence
in the end, crushed! even with great persistence
Talk isn’t cheap — especially when it’s the two of you who are the ones doing the talking. If anything, it can be well worth the price of admission just to hear you both go at it. Your well-matched sensibilities inspire each other to aim for rhetorical heights that you simply wouldn’t be able to reach on your own. The ideas you generate are ones that will inspire you for the long term, too. Let’s face it — you both got extremely lucky when you found each other!
~~sana magkatotoo to :-)~~