Sunday, December 10, 2006
the reachWaningShe is the other side of the moon,
the side the world cannot see:
mysterious beauty.
The love that never learned,
the life that never breathed.
She smiles diamonds in heaven,
paintings I cannot touch.
For though I am her wings,
she chooses not to fly.
And every tear and sigh
from my ugly face
is a storm on a far star.
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anyway,
Rest In Peace, Tita Carol Alminiana. my prayers are with you. thank you for visiting us one last time. much love. eternal bliss be granted upon you.
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tough tough couple of weeks i'd have to say. hahaha. but i'm ready to rise again. when you've sunk as low as inhumanly possible, the only other way to go.. is up. fall down seven times, get up eight. ridiculous quotes aside, i'll seriously be okay. it's another test of faith. believing will get me through.
the adventure ended at 2:13 AM
