theSLAYER; The Road That Never Ends.
theSLAYER; The Road That Never Ends.
Sunday, March 6, 2011
Romance Dawn to Brunei
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It's way past sleeping time, I know,
And this blog is so very dead,
Which is why I'm making use of this opportunity.

Let's put all the creepiness and neediness aside alright.
It isn't about the remembrance,
Nor is it about forgetting and pretending.

What that is written, will come to pass,
That I am sure of,
Just that,
How the heck would I know what is written?
Everything only makes sense when you connect the dots to the past,
Cause it has already happened, and one can deduct a simple explanation.

Sometimes,
I ask myself,
Why the heck do I still give a flying fish,
But the truth is,
I can't turn it off,
Cause I'm still human after all.
And I need to find ways to let out all this pent up steam,
and this is it!

I can't say that in the past 3 years I've never been happier,
Cause that will totally let my caring friends and family down,
But it's been filled with ups and downs.

Serving ain't easy,
and sometimes I lose motivation,
ask myself why, why?
But through the dark and tough times,
I remember that this is the land where all the people I love,
Live, work and play.
Irregardless to me being selfish and dependent,
Requiring the presence of others to help,
I still remember what it's like to be not alone.
But the struggles do get hard,
and every time I fight it,
It comes back bigger and greater.
AND now that I'm going off to that big scary country on a big scary
Flying White Jet Vehicle,
I'm not sure how I'll come back.
SURE, many people done it before,
But I ain't those many people.

OMG I'M RANTING AND GOING OFF TOPIC.

What I'm saying is that,
I don't need special arrangements.
I don't need walls OR bridges.
All I need,
or WANT....
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Is to carry on walking down these paths.
I don't care about Corrosion, or Collisions of Conformity,
Nor Timeline, Sequences, Purple Glows, Scarlet Fragments.
Warped Reflections, are just ripples, nothing more.
More, SO MUCH MORE I can mention,
But I'm running short of starlight left in the night,
So....
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Maybe one day all the paths,
Hopefully the more important ones,
Will converge again.
But until then
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I'm Ending off with "Come What May".



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