 info Jeff Lim ; 3rd July
The feeling that I'm aware, is more helplessness than cowardice.
I peel off my frail consciousness slowly, so my footsteps won't make a sound
Becoming ashes, scattering into tiny pieces.
I ask my subconsciousness... What more?
Tears starts to fall, without a trace..
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Saturday, October 17, 2009
".flawed."
Turned into an isolated desert without a sign. I can't seem to find the blue sky above me. A total darkness without a trace. I'm abandoned & locked. If the long and windy night doesn't consist of darkness, Why would there be a moon? If a story doesn't have ups and downs, Where would there be audience? With only the shadow that's perfect, Will I ever find myself? A flawed beauty.. |
