Stop trying to find the time.
You'll never find it.
Saturday, June 13, 2009
Friday, June 12, 2009
Une Vie Pour Moi, S'il Vous Plait.
Salut!
C'est moi.
Comment allez-vous aujourd hui?
Je suis perdue.
Mais
A tout.
J'ai commande une vie
Pour moi
Maitenant, s'il vous plait.
Que c'est possible
Pour vous
Et vous ....
Ou est ma vie?
Est-ce que c'est bien le train pour la Vie?
Je voudrais une Vie pour moi, s'il vous plait.
Pouvez-vous me recommander une Vie pour moi, s'il vous plait.
Merci.
Merci mille fois.
Yellow Lily
Bestest Best of friends
who's loyal and fair
and she makes us smile
the happiness smile
You'll meet her but once
in your whole long life
She'll be the first thought
That will come to mind
When drowned in despair
and your world's all dark
You will feel the warmth
Tough yet you can't see
But ere near or far
she is always close
For soon you will know
That she is your Self
Dissociative Identity Disorder
People living their separate lives
while being stuck in one body.
That can't be easy.
Different gender
One Body
Different age
One Body
Different lifestyle
One Body
How did they/I/he/she manage?
The lost of times while the others get a chance to surface.
The waste of times while the others get a chance to surface.
Those who did not realise why.
Those who do not know why.
Manipulated by your own mind.
Protected by guardian angel existing much closer to home.
Living in the same space as you are.
Imagine that.
Or could it be that it is not your imagination.
At all...
A red, red, rose.
Only last 3 days.
A passionate romance.
Barely last as long.
And yet many still tried.
Like moths drawn to a flame.
For it is the chase.
That gives it meaning.
Many before have perished.
Many after have heard.
And yet the history is repeated once more.
For the hope for love, is an everlasting flame.
My Beauty
My Beauty is Black.
She is as precious to me as the deep dark sky above.
Full of mysteries.
Scattered with crystals
that glimmered among the dusty clouds.
Try and look closer
and you'll realise how much further they had become.
Stop trying to catch them
and they will engulf you.
Trying to be close to you.
Fickle enigma, thy colour is black.
It's a Lunacy .... to be crazy in love
Bien que mon amour soit fou,
ma raison calme les trop vives douleurs de mon coeur
en lui disant de patienter,
et d'espérer toujours.
- A la folie, pas du tout
Though my love is insane,
reason calms the pain in my heart,
telling me to be patient
and keep hoping.
雖然我的愛很瘋狂 但理智撫平我內心的痛
要我忍耐並永懷希望
一位在精神病院50多年的愛情狂作
The Last Blossom
Le Ciel
Thursday, June 11, 2009
"Rotten Rose"
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