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those tears are mine
Thursday, June 29, 2006

as I saw her the last time
through the bleary glass window
wood turn into fire
fire into ashes
i could only wish hard
the big teddy sidewise her
would accompany Mich through
the hot wicked journey
The Lord would take her in His mighty arms
and lift her from all terra firma
the nastiness of mankind
the foulnesss of diseases
As Daddy held me in his arms
I saw a teardrop fall for me
In the midst of grieving
I asked about the sadness on his face
To me Daddy was the bravest man on earth
Daddy said he felt sad for my sorrow
I stared back at the incinerator
Forcing back the hot tears
One grief could lead to another lament
I will never forget Michelle's passing
and Daddy's love for me.

when I hear Seasons in the Sun
I think of Michelle and the rainbow



Breaking the news through a cell
Was a damaging channel
I never got her reply
But I was awaiting a trauma
The following day
Her stern look
Only told she would shun me
To the ends of our friendship
I walked to her calmly
Then I saw tears brimming in her eyes
What hurt have I done to her!
Heavy with guilt
I swallowed the lump in my throat

She grabbed my arm
Breaking down without delay
I started to sob as well
Pulling away
She weeped silently
As I advanced in her direction
She screamed for me to back off
And finally confronted her tears
As well as the death-to-come
At that moment I realised
Suffering wasn't mine alone
Someone else felt the burden
She was crying for my pain

I gave her my most sincere hug
And told her to be strong
Because I would be
With utmost gratitude
I thanked her silently

I'll never forget that kind of empathy you had for me
The special rapport built only serves for me
To never forget one and only You.

it's Thursday, June 29, 2006 now


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runaway doll
this.is.my.forlorn.book.of.spilled.crimson. Athena
generation scorpio 1986
dreaded smugger undergrad
hymms: lisa ono/clazziquai/timbaland/mayday/F.I.R./fish leong
scriptures: virginia andrews//dogs//hollywood gossip//shopping at brick & mortar and clicking online
aisle: cafe with caramel and chocolate//savannah rhino pool//esplanade by the river
tea: cheesecake//donuts//ice-cream//bread pudding//brownies//crumble


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