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Berate my musings and I not,
Lest for abler pens,
For I do not care.
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This is my sanctuary
Jotted with my occasional, random outbursts.
The Lady
foong sheng qi olivia.
08 february '91
snsj reddds '07
cjc odac BXI
Monday, June 29, 2009
[ 6:12 AM ]
disillusioned.
It's getting so hard that it hurts. I'm getting very, very tired.
I get dreams, unpleasant ones that often jolt me awake in the dead of the night feeling despair and fear.
I'm really scared, and I cannot express it, because it's not expected of me to do so.
I can't deny, I can't hide, and this can only be dealt with in the stealth of the night.
Someday, I'm real frightened that pillars will start collapsing and I'll be buried in the rubble.
But nobody will know, or they'll pretend that they do.
Absolutely nobody will even guess.
And I loathe it when people stare.
-and now, we'll bow our heads and await-
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