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Seek
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20 Mei 2007 | 23:59:41
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Endulging my glorious fantasy,
Secretly hoping to evolve as reality.
Wandering through all that's real,
As though it is my life I feel,
to be a perfect decieving truth.
Is there any possibility,
My life here is not meant for me,
Is there any possibility,
My fantasty is where i should be.
Everything seems so meaningless,
When my own world gains in size,
All should reckon they're blessed.
But there's not much in life.
Accept hoping for any possibility,
My life here is not meant for me,
Accept hoping for any possibility,
My fantasy is where I should be.
Nonetheless I somehow chose,
To live yet another life,
But besides that I don't,
see any reason why.
As I gave birth to a new phase,
My world, once known as fantasy,
and the thoughts I always create,
Is what I also posses for real.
Now, fantasy and reality,
try to work together,
But as this anxiously confuses me,
I cling to life more than ever.
That's why I seek the possibility,
My life here is not meant for me,
that's why I seek the possibility,
My fantasy is where I should be.
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Leave
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23 April 2007 | 13:52:13
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That what should be hidden,
Attends to come out.
Feelings should remain forbidden,
As the mind can live without.
Long term problems seek salvation,
while everyday's life,
makes it hard enough to live on.
Leave for your own safety,
As it's reckless to look within.
That what I may feel,
Has been hidden away,
and has a reason,
to remain.
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Deceiving Individuality
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16 April 2007 | 13:09:50
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A shattered mind,
tries to comfort me.
Not able to deny,
how similar everything seems.
Guarding all that should be secret,
yet frightened of what has been revealed.
Eagerly willing to touch,
the solution to finally ease the mind.
Loving to remember how much,
we are alike.
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Embrace
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28 Maart 2007 | 00:09:26
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Both felt eachothers fear,
and knew it was unavoidable,
A descision wasn't clear,
But tempting, most of all.
This is it, there's no escape,
A burst of emotion,
Everything around fades,
Eyes spread wide open,
Shocked by feeling such pain,
Then, the drops of tears,
Both felt it was done,
The feeling of recognition appears,
Finally done,
It seems it took years.
How deceptive the simplicity,
of a common embrace, may seem.
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Oh My..
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26 Maart 2007 | 12:10:59
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Forgive me Father, for I have sinned,
The first priority in life became doubt,
Endless thoughts about life, and what to believe in.
Pleace have mercy on my soul,
As I did for His questionable existence.
Many force theirselves to realise, the beauty He made,
None seem to mesmerize, the torture He creates.
His hope is a refuge for many,
But came out no more than unreliable to me.
The lack of obedience may make it hard to forgive,
As without Him, I found my own ways to live.
So Father, forgive me, for I have sinned,
As He should forgive me,
For creating this mind,
For the world I have to live in.
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