I’m no superman No, not the Man of Steel I bleed and hurt of flesh and blood But i care just the same i wish you were here with me tonight YAO FEI LUO seventeen Phoenix Hypernova Zenith Innova sky_scorpion5@hotmail.com where voices speak EXIT HERE april becky brenda hengguang jermaine lelia merlin samantha sophia wanling weizhou ARCHIVE CREDITS Codes: -RAJAHchindian | Inspiration: kissandtell | Background: Kollermedia | Image Host: Photobucket |
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Sunday, April 12, 2009
the time has finally come the time to find out what we're made of the time where its all or nothing the time of reckoning a million questions flood uncountable doubts fill anxiety and nervousness all but overwhelm this is the beginning the beginning to the end the end of all the era the era of sweat and blood will it be another failure? or a brilliant tale of success? will potential be fulfilled? or remain simply as it is the answers floating the future unknown to all only time will tell if dreams can come true goodluck to all who begin and already are competing next week! hockey soccer track volleyball and netball. (: i'll make every second count; 8:57 PM Wednesday, April 08, 2009
i like to thank my 4x4 team for winning the gold for me and i really owe my 4x1 team a big sorry for losing the super big lead that you guys gave me. i owe you all two golds, one that your won for me and the other that i lost for your. you all did great! and a kudos to sharan who rushed "back" from injury though not completely and did his best in all the events. thanks man. (: i'll make every second count; 8:55 PM Sunday, April 05, 2009
What Hurts The Most I can take the rain on the roof of this empty house That don’t bother me I can take a few tears now and then and just let them out I’m not afraid to cry every once in a while Even though going on with you gone still upsets me There are days every now and again I pretend I’m ok But that’s not what gets me What hurts the most Was being so close And having so much to say And watching you walk away And never knowing What could have been And not seeing that loving you Is what I was tryin’ to do It’s hard to deal with the pain of losing you everywhere I go But I’m doin’ It It’s hard to force that smile when I see our old friends and I’m alone Still Harder Getting up, getting dressed, livin’ with this regret But I know if I could do it over I would trade give away all the words that I saved in my heart That I left unspoken What hurts the most Is being so close And having so much to say And watching you walk away And never knowing What could have been And not seeing that loving you Is what I was trying to do What hurts the most Is being so close And having so much to say And watching you walk away And never knowing What could have been And not seeing that loving you Is what I was trying to do Not seeing that loving you That’s what I was trying to do i'll make every second count; 8:07 PM Saturday, April 04, 2009
into the disappearing horizon into the depths of the ocean into the darkest galaxies above from heaven to hell and back every face voice and person scanned to the tiniest detail in fervent search of someone someone just like you but no, this was not to be a mission condemned at the outset a vision that was but a mirage a hope that never existed because there is no one no one i say, none at all not a single soul who is like you. but it was not the end it was to be but the start lurking round the bend was the realisation that you weren't the one not the one i should seek werent the answer to prayers neither the reality of dreams another vision another sight lay in the peripheral first in the silent oblivion till it was staring right in my eyes i'll make every second count; 11:47 PM |
