take all of me:

Sebastian

Call me crazy,
Call me mad.
Call me whatever,
I don't really care
This is my paradise,
this is my voice
And if you're kind,
don't deprive me of my choice
I need to express,
so please don't make me suppress
There's always this little red cross
at the top of your screen
Do feel free to click it if you think I'm mean
Because honestly, this is me
And I am free
To do whatever I wish! :D

You were warned.. :P

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Friday, August 21, 2009

Tragedy of the 21st..

Today, the 21st.
A mix of feelings, joy, anger,
sadness, and guilt.. coupled with some pain.
I laugh with you, not at you.

Domo kun~, Parade square.
My mind starts to drift. where? You.
Feign insouciance by way of a smirk. Because I can.

Econs lecture, Unemployed.
Beep, I check my phone; 9.43a.m.
A lie!
I refuse to comply. Because I can.

Blood diamond. Civil war.
I still float towards you. why? Damn.
I lock the gate, toss the keys, and smile. Because I can.

Before you were mine. High heels.
Once more she appears. Who? Angel.
I panic, but still I avert her gaze. Because I can.

I see pain, I see me.
I blind myself to avoid disgust.
I stand before the White Cross, in black.
Epilepsy. Trembling, yet passionate.
I say a prayer.
Please, Stop your crying now.
Stop living another day in disguise.
The drums start beating, the war begins.
*Looks up*
How about now? I think not. Because I can't.
How tragic.

Today, I lost a friend..

{you are my light}