Friday, January 11, 2008


My realisation always dawns upon me with amateur poetic words.

"I've been through it before, yet it feels somewhat new,
Though I keep wanting more, I know my days are few.
The promises I made are broken without cause;
My future tarries laid - I'm stepping into loss."

:D... 'tis a great work of art, don't you think?


  1. i think i'm afraid to ponder the atmosphere of your home at the moment. you and miss tancurve both seem to have something heavy-heavy in your minds.

  2. hahaha.

    Actually it had nothing to do with the house. I was just having heavy-heavy pms. Have no idea why Ms T was likewise.