You will never walk in my shoes

Date: Friday, July 13, 2007

Time: 11:23 PM

13/07/07

its not the same anymore.
perhaps it never will,ever again.
in my heart i pray and pray,
for it to go back to what it used to be.
cant find anything to describe how much it means,
how much i do treasure and love.
but I'm living in a world of darkness.
everyday I'm thankful to still have it.
thankful that i still can smile in front of it.
but who knows,
deep down I'm drowning in my tears?
what am i left with
what's left in this tightly clenched fist
where will i be at next
what is ahead.
filled with all the uncertainties,
i feel like a lost soul.
in our hearts,
we know it so clearly.
does treasuring repays?
do we ready reap what we sow?

i'd like to tell it,
im treasuring
treasuring
treasuring
but no one sees it.

blow up my head with that pistol,
if you take it away.

Be A Good Kid & Shut Up
Yours Truly The name is Swan and I'm not short, just unusually not tall. Nothing in me but overflowing emotions that I can't handle. I AM UNIQUE. TheVentingMachine Exits Link Link Link Link Link Rewind January 2007 February 2007 March 2007 April 2007 May 2007 June 2007 July 2007 August 2007 September 2007 October 2007 November 2007 December 2007 January 2008 February 2008 March 2008 April 2008 May 2008 August 2008 September 2008 October 2008 November 2008 December 2008 January 2009 February 2009 March 2009 April 2009 May 2009 June 2009 July 2009 August 2009 September 2009 Credits Host: Blogger Layout © the bikini boy	Date: Friday, July 13, 2007 Time: 11:23 PM 13/07/07 its not the same anymore. perhaps it never will,ever again. in my heart i pray and pray, for it to go back to what it used to be. cant find anything to describe how much it means, how much i do treasure and love. but I'm living in a world of darkness. everyday I'm thankful to still have it. thankful that i still can smile in front of it. but who knows, deep down I'm drowning in my tears? what am i left with what's left in this tightly clenched fist where will i be at next what is ahead. filled with all the uncertainties, i feel like a lost soul. in our hearts, we know it so clearly. does treasuring repays? do we ready reap what we sow? i'd like to tell it, im treasuring treasuring treasuring but no one sees it. blow up my head with that pistol, if you take it away.