October 9, 2008

I am confused. Confused by what people have said to me. Confused if I have chosen the right path. 

If I have taken the alternative, would the result be the same? 

I paused and I thought,

never have I recognized such emotion and words. 

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Standing tall and breathing hard. 

Howls of wind is what she could hear.

She recorded her confessions, and turned it all around.

Little did she know spies are all around.

Spinning fast, things go vast.

All she could capture is nothing but hurt.

She cried out loud, smile to herself.

It’s all too late when she found herself trapped in too deep.

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