describe;portray;elaborate.

***
i digress.
emerging more deranged than what literature had in mind.
aye; aye indeed.
what is this?
a template; a clean sheet;

pennings.
of thoughts a-many
and wonders a-plenty
pennings

...yours, ever faithfully:

xiao
supersara
JOELtheNOOB
jumpingjane
ReidXavi

...deranged; almost:

weirdwits
limxiaoyu
saralauderyin
sitinadrahmustafa

...past literature:

February 2007 March 2007 April 2007 May 2007 June 2007 July 2007 October 2007 November 2007 February 2008

...you say, we say, i say:


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Thursday, March 8, 2007

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loss
the ability to lose is not the hardest to learn.
in fact, it comes most naturally; almost inborn.
it doesn't cause that much of a pain we figure,
because in two seconds we forget our mourn.
i lost, once a memorabilia most precious
and for days i sulked and moaned about it.
yet, thinking back now. . .
perhaps i never really bothered,
when it came to discovering again my previous.
i have yet to find the humililty of the ability to seek,
but not when i have lost my book, nor my pen. . .
i have yet to find the humility of the ability to seek,
when it comes to retrieving a love once fondly mine.
i still have yet to forget my great loss,
as a two second moan lasts longer than i assume.
but for now, for myself, i have realised quite suddenly
there is a loss of my heart when it comes to you.

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