Tuesday, April 27, 201012:45 PM
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appear like the shadows in the dark,
the memories haunt every single one of us.
the ghost of the past, the baby of the future,
where are we heading, us, the wondering ghosts..
aimlessly wondering, bumping into empty walls,
aimlessly wondering, bumping into empty walls,
clashing into one another.
our finger tips don't touch,
our skin don't feel, our tongues cant taste,
our ears can't hear, our nose can't smell, and only our eyes are functioning.
and when we once touched, smelt and hear the surrounding.
hear their cheerful voices, hear ppl calling your sweet name.
and now, you have to learn to lip sync...
how tragic this life of ours can be at times.
the way we were taught to live..
was to fight for our own survival in this life,
like in the african jungles, where the animals have to fight,
for fun, for survival and everything else under the sun.
under great demand, we all have to fight, try our very best.
!for the world record, i tink i miss you alot..!
