Story by Me

Cinderella was a nice gal Always did what she was told Put others before herself Cinderella had lots of hopes and dreams One day in the town she heard of the ball CInderella wanted to go Really really bad Her step mom gave her touble Her sisters were ok But she never went Beucase no one cared Poor cinderella cried Dreams really don't come true Fairytales are fake Cinderella never found her prince She never really went to any ball She lost all her hopes and dreams in life Cinderella never got a granted wish Poor cinderella True love never found her When she was old Cinderella died an old maid When Cinderella went to heaven She was treated like a real princess Angels planed a ball for her And made her a pretty white gown Jesus danced with her Then he took her by the hand And led her to her handsome chosen prince It was all worth the shattered hopes And dreams in life To have a fairytale ending in heaven

Damn Love Ever

When love is an affliction,
There's not much one can do.
Despite the way you've treated me,
I'm still in love with you.

I am the wave and you the rock
Against which I must break:
Again, again the crushing jolt,
The pain I can't forsake;

Again, again the long retreat
To safety, far from shore,
And then again, I don't know why,
The long trip back for more.

Perhaps it is nostalgia for
A long uncertain glow,
Or just some hope so beautiful
I cannot let it go.

Perhaps it is the need to try
For those who must depend
On who we are and what we do,
For whom this should not end.

What evil makes you hurt me so,
What defect of the heart?
What sense there is no greater whole
Of which you are a part?

What lonely choice that only you
Be served by what you choose?
What hard, hard fear of losing what
It is a gift to lose?

I dream sometimes my waiting love
Has made you turn again.
But you care only for yourself,
And I must love in vain.

Why This Should Happen..?

We started out as friends and now it's love.
How beautiful to move so easily
From comradeship to passionate intimacy,
Pure gain, with no rough edges to remove.
This turn was nothing I'd been thinking of,
No maybes or perhapses, consciously.
I knew desire, but love was not for me
Until I felt my heart from friendship move.
I never felt so happily at home
As I do now, so rich in what life brings.
Your pleasure now is mine, as mine is yours.
I never realized that my life alone
Flitted like a ghost among dead things,
Glancing in through other people's doors. 

Happy Day

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This is for you....

Death had established himself in the Red Room, 
the White House having become his natural 
abode: chalk-white facade, pillars like the bones 
of extinct empires, armed men crawling its halls 
or looking down, with suspicion, from its roof; 
its immense luxury, thick carpets, its plush velvet chairs—
all this made Death comfortable, bony as he is, a fact 
you'd barely notice, his camouflage a veil of flesh 
drawn over him, his tailor so adroit, and he so elegant, 
so GQ, almost a dandy, so suited for the tables 
where the crystal, silverware, the swans of ice gleamed 
with the polished purity of light on precious things; 
Death was the guest of honor here, confiding, convivial 
among friends who leaned to light his cigar—his power 
seemed their own, body counts at their command; 
a power beyond even their boy-wet dreams 
was now a custom they feared to lose: each saw 
the world the way a hooded falcon on the fist 
sees it, blind, waiting for the next release; one word 
could bury villages alive, could send 
battalions to an early grave— 
                                          so Death can rest 
assured, smiling at such a harvest—and so 
deliciously unseasonable, like berries in winter. 
Welcome houseguest, he stretches his ancient 
frame, warm under expensive wool, sipping wine, 
picking his teeth with a last bone, 
meat all the sweeter for being 
the lambs of honor, corn-fed and unsuspecting; 
or the children playing in the rubble 
who reach down for a souvenir of steel 
that has fallen from the sky—really, 
Death has seldom had a better season or such 
a winning score; he must see to their protection, 
these little men who think to be his master—
flatter a fool and make him useful, he thinks, 
and smiles, benignly, whitely, at his hosts, 
assuring them of his gratitude, his presence 
at their councils, his everlasting support ... 
until, no longer able to hide 
his triumph, his delight, forgetting the flesh 
he has clothed himself in for the occasion, 
he rubs his hands together 
in the ancient gesture of satisfaction, 
naked bone on bone—how the sound grates, 
how the grateful sparks fly!

Our world still have some innocence.. but no one can see it, no one look close some moments we live it, it is amazing,. but no one really knows.....

Happy Tree Friends Ka-Pow! - Three Courses of Death

FUCK THE WORLD

FUCK THE WORLD I'VE HAD IT! TIME TO RIOT END THE WORLD I'M THE SEED OF THE DEVIL THE ONE GOD WILL TRY TO KILL I'VE HAD IT FUCK U ALL FUCK THE WORLD FUCK LIFE ITS GOOD FOR NOTHING DON'T TRY LIVE FOR WAT REASON U LIVE TO LEAVE BEHIDE PEOPLE I WILL DIE EARLY AND LEAVE NOTHIN FOR NOBODY CAUSE NOBODY CARES

what is happen to me..?

Hey my diary... boring hari nie..xtauk nak wat pe..dahlh x trun skolah...not in mood...*actually something was happen lastnite..haiz!* ouhya! Tiba2 miss sma ex-student 5A 09'..,ehehe..buat sume geng2 sma plak,I MISS U OL..!! *walupun da yg lupakan aku, aku tetap syg korang..cewaahhhh..*
ok laa..need to go now..muaaaahhhhhhhhhssss..!!!****