life is a paradox.

Tuesday, January 29, 2008

whattt.

how many special people change
how many lives can you ever change
while i'd never know just what it'd take
i'd never dare to try
for i'd never know what on earth is right
or wrong
or for that matter
considered something.

Like a rhythmn without sound;
no words will be said.
Like a clock without hands;
no one could ever tell.
Like the sun without the sky;
can it ever shine?
Like the thought without a bridge;
can it be ever completed?

it's like...

a deer not moving, bleeding, eyeless and getting screwed. zzz.

Friday, January 11, 2008

Did history... really happen?

"History is the version of past events that people have decided to agree upon."
- Napoleon Bonaparte

So did it really... happen that way?

a curse.

as calm as the rivers,
he stopped by the waters.
obstructing the flow of time,
he pulled out a song's rhyme.

the cold wind cuts to the bone,
yet he is not shivering.
for what that truly mattered,
has taken him all over.

"i pray to the northern lights,
through these arabian nights.
someone out there,
hear my plea.

Lift this curse,
that binds all.
Kill me if you must,
for there is nothing left in this cursed shell."

Like an angel decending,
she appears.
Like the dawn breaking,
light falls on his world.

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To every broken heart out there,
we all know time can only heal the surface.
But hang in there,
light will shine through.

One day.
Someday.
Which day?
But definitely... one day.