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Sunday, September 20, 2009

It's like a two pronged attack within the comforts of my cubicle, how could they jizz off me! ):

Moving on 12:07 AM
Sunday, September 13, 2009

As though the tumultuous times are over,
yet another wave swept me off, colder
As though I'm bared to toes and heels
it's my heart that felt the chill.

The old saying goes,
what doesn't kill you only makes you stronger
Such blasphemy, for those who not know, boast,
For he who died on the cross has turned me better.

Thank you Lord for letting me be
substance and not just flesh.



This much I know is true
That God blessed the broken road,
That led me straight to you.

Moving on 4:29 PM
Saturday, September 12, 2009

It's two now, as I watched time taking people down one by one, almost as relentlessly as each second passed. I ain't got the faintest idea why I'd be here, and it's perfect how I know it'll be tantamount to a massive outbreak the next day. Urgh outbreak, a metro's worst enemy.

Moving on 2:31 AM
Saturday, September 5, 2009

There it was, at the tip of my fingers
There it was, on the tip of my tongue
There you were, and I'd never been that far
There it was, the whole world wrapped inside my arms.

And I let it all slip away

Moving on 11:57 PM

Be careful little eyes, what you see
It's the second glance that ties your hands
As darkness pulls the string

Be careful little feet, where you go
For it's the little feet behind you
That are sure to follow

Be careful little ears, what you hear
When flattering leads to compromises
The end is always near

Be careful little lips, what you say
For empty words and promises
Leave broken hearts astray

And thoughts invade, choices are made. A price will be paid, when you give yourself away.
People never crumble in a day.

The journey from your mind to your hands
Is shorter than you're thinking.
Be careful if you think you stand,
You just might be sinking.


Moving on 1:59 AM
Tuesday, September 1, 2009

The concupiscence of the flesh,
as one succumbs to, the calling (of the guay lo).
How easy it is for me to crumble,
as you sweep me off with such,
voluptuous beauty in your possession.
Oh the passion's burning bright,
as you undress tonight.

But,
No pretty baby, its time to stop.
Huddle your clothes to your bosom,
For thats all, that I can resist.

Moving on 11:50 PM