Do not let your fire go out, spark by irreplacable spark. In the hopeless swamps of the not quite, the not yet, and the not at all, do not let the hero in your soul perish and leave only frustration for the life you deserved, but never have been able to reach. The world you desire can be won, it exists, it is real, it is possible, it is yours.

Friday, February 5, 2010

A splash of COLOUR.


Make this rain go away
Things would be much better
I swear, I swear
If the sun would come out today
Life would be more worthwhile



And finally I step to you
Kindly disrespect you
Looked you dead in the eyes and analyzed how it affected you
Watch you break down in tears talking about how God neglected you
Misdirected the definition of pitiful
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