Friday, January 21, 2005 For the beacon in my darkest hours
I, a broken soul,
without a place to go,
nowhere to shed this tear,
no place to confide my fears.
In a cruel and heartless world,
no one cared...no hand to hold.
To guide me through this hardship,
I turn to myself..and weep.
I started out, alone at first,
Then I found you, you quenched my thirst.
You gave me joy, til' I thought I'd burst,
You taught me love, and lifted my curse.
When I was on the verge of breaking down,
you were there, you wiped away my frown.
I recalled your antics to make me smile,
I presevered, but I was-all the while.
To tell you the truth, my dear 'friend',
Some kindred souls are to be meant.
I love you, my deus ex machina,
No matter what, to me-that's what you are.
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Wednesday, January 19, 2005
lalala...ahem..Do RE MIIIIIII
argh, bullcrap~
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