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Wednesday, June 11, 2008

每一个未来
都有着从前的那个故事
每一段回忆
都是因往日的喜怒哀乐
有因必有果
有得必有失
希望有一天我还能
回头微微一笑
或许还带点嘲笑
开心,也许从此对众都比较好


because tonight will be the night
that i will fall for you
over again
don't make me change my mind
or i wont live to see another day
i swear it's true
because a girl like you is impossible to find
you're impossible to find

when every waking thought has been seemingly programmed. and every thought is a joyous pain. 哭着笑最痛. every memory a punishment. and every routine falls out of rhythm. like an angel without wings. and a boat without sail.

i always believe turbulences in life make one stronger. and i think this time, you're trying to prove it right to me. of all the times words empower you yet your actions leave us powerless. perhaps now is the time. perhaps it has reached a breaking point.

you made me believe that believing in you was never wrong. but i was wrong before too many times. so tell me now, that i'm not wrong again. because you make me believe that i'm not.

and then the fatigue sets in and my physical state continues to stay awake while my mental state is no longer a state. there's nothing. a blank.

it's time to be awake soon, yet i'm yet to be asleep.

you've shown me the way once before
but i lose my way and i'm down on all fours
no it's not a chore
cos someday near, you promised..
that you'll lead me back to shore

-cheryl
4:42 AM





Cheryl

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