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Queen of the damned. Thursday, March 23, 2006. Run from wall to wall. Run across the floor. Run beneath the war. Run to the door. But the door isnt there. The windows shut tight. The walls painted white. The lights blinding bright. I feel so suffocated. My breaths are cut short. This angst ever amounting. I down a mind of shot. I find troubles of life. I smiled in jubilation. Only to fall into downward plight. Run from wall to wall. Run across the floor. Run beneath the war. Run into the door.
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Queen of the damned. Monday, February 26, 2007. Looking upon the quiet night. The moon is hiding behind the clouds. The stars are not shining bright. And i am standing here in the dark. I looked into the lifeless water. In the cold, still night. Hoping to see my soul within. But there wasnt even a reflection of light. Baby, this heart is crying. Its bleeding its contents out. Cause all this while i have been waiting. And i am still waiting til my time is up. Nineteen was the time we first met.
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Queen of the damned. Thursday, February 14, 2008. From cairo to the indian ocean. The breeze sings a romantic lullaby. A song of undying devotion. To be sung to you on the river nile. For i sing to you this song of mine. For every dream every night brings. I wanna be your dream and you'll be mine. And we'll both play the song lovers sing. I look upon the passing clouds. I say the words my heart desires. The words so simple yet so deep. Words that are light on the ears but heavy on the heart.
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Queen of the damned. Wednesday, May 24, 2006. I went deeper than i ever wanted. I never knew it affected you. Baby, i am sorry for leading you on. But i aint gonna hide the truth from you. You see, i ran a thousand miles. And played too many lies. To get away from all these lives. To get through all these times. I never meant to hurt you. I never wish to break you. I never wanted it to happen. I never did lead you through. You see, i gave up on cupid a long time ago. Cause he messed up too many times.
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Queen of the damned. Friday, October 13, 2006. My sky is dropping bombs on me. Pounding down like a thousand and one hiroshima. Hearts sent exploding by the adrenaline rush. There is no time to stop and think. I hear the fighter planes screeching pass. And the sirens wailing loud and clear. Amidst the chaotic screams and the listless souls. I could no longer hear my heart beating. My home crumbled and shattered to pieces. And my life is burnt down by the reigning fire. I walked through the empty streets.
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Queen of the damned. Sunday, April 10, 2005. Trapped within these walls. My screams remain unheard. Suffocated by my responsibilities. My soul hangs on lifelessly. Time crawls to a stand still. My heart stops pumping. My brain stops thinking. My body stops moving. But my lungs breathe unwillingly. The stale air that I breathe. Makes my soul weep furiously. Of the end that never comes. And the beginning that never leaves.
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Queen of the damned. Wednesday, September 10, 2008. All eyes were on me. The bright lights were shining. Camera flashes, high expectations. Constant talks of succession. The directions are confusing. The instructions never ending. The behavorial changes appaling. And my mind is left contemplating. I chose to run but not escape. I disappeared but am always present. I kept quiet but i can speak. I shut my ears but i still listened. I stopped thinking but am not dead. I closed my eyes but did not sleep.
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AND YOU THINK YOU KNOW EM. Wickedness is a myth invented by good people to account for the curious attraction of others. Oscar Wilde. Sunday, January 25, 2004:.:. It's just a mapele? Err why do you want a mapele? For my daughter, she is sick with chicken pox." "oh. but uhh. no lah, i cannot give you one now? Points to a tree in the otherwise empty court yard* "huh? What are you talking about? Isn't that the mapele? Uh no" "why are you so selfish! My daughter is so itchy at home! Oh for the chicken pox da?
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AND YOU THINK YOU KNOW EM. Wickedness is a myth invented by good people to account for the curious attraction of others. Oscar Wilde. Wednesday, February 04, 2004:.:. Oh aiyah. how i know we can be as vulgar as you! Tuesday, February 03, 2004:.:. Oh oh oh, and here's another one for the road! Many ppl have heard of this story, but i have just confirmed withe the canadian medical journal that it's true! So now, we start with a young feisty canadian woman, who gets off on lobsters. how? My darling uzeekins...
