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Hello, my name is Supercalifragalisticexpialadocios. Figure out what Zuck Ful is. This blog is just me. No explainations, no long-windedness. (okay, revised. has some long-windedness) Just me and my subliminal messages.

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Personally.

Tuesday, March 31, 2009 11:04 PM

life takes an unexpected turn.
to say the very least.

you lose a friend.
and a part of you is gone.

and then another friend tries to hide himself away.
and then you realise, he's off to someone else.

or everyone else for that matter
but not you.

so what can you do, really?
sit back and enjoy popcorn?

i tried, but i seriously take things personally.
and its not a good thing.

choy! cannot. must think positive.
cannot happen must make it happen.

but who needs enemies
when you have friends like these?

i dont know who to depend on
slowly, but surely, i'm giving up on me.

im not so sure how that can happen, or will happen
but i cannot let that happen for sure.

constant networking; a venue for me to spread
so to replace the present that's no longer there

but until when will this facade last?
before i reach out and confront the past?

but above it all, i guess its true
one person, i can't get over you.

sweet dream or beautiful nightmare
i question myself in the mirror, at every glare.

cough is building, tides are rising
i feel like running but i keep falling.

im doing so many things to define me
i swear this time, it's someone who's looking for me.

Amin.
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