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Thursday, September 08, 2005

Diskaril

I've been a nostalgic wreck this past few days so I'm resorting to my alter-blogs to pour myself out because this blog has become too public. Browsing through Friendster this morning led me to some hilarious photos and some photos that oiled my rusty memory back to life. I have quite a vivid memory. Sometimes, when a certain scene in my life comes into mind, I close my eyes and is instantly teleported to the exact scene, completely forgetting the present. It's funn to be me but there are certain times when I think anyone less intact will not be able to handle it.

All I can say right now is Please, God, help me mend. We can start by letting me cry. I've forgotten how to.





CHROME SISTAHS
Happy THREE Friends



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sleeps with butterflies ~ tori amos



Airplanes take you away again
Are you flying
Above where we live?
Then I look up a glare in my eyes
Are you having regrets about last night?
I'm not but I like rivers that rush in
So then I dove in
Is there trouble ahead
For you the acrobat?
I won't push you unless you have a net


You say the word
You know I will find you
Or if you need some time
I don't mind
I don't hold on
To the tail of your kite
I'm not like the girls that you've known
But I believe I'm worth coming home to
Kiss away night
This girl only sleeps with butterflies
With butterflies
So go on and fly then boy


Balloons
Look good from on the ground
I fear with pins and needles around
We may fall then stumble
Upon a carousel
It could take us anywhere

You say the word
You know I will find you
Or if you need some time
I don't mind
I don't hold on
To the tail of your kite
I'm not like the girls that you've known
But I believe I'm worth coming home to
Kiss away night
This girl, this girl

You say the word
You know I will find you
Or if you need some time
I don't mind
I don't hold on
To the tail of your kite
I'm not like the girls that you've known
But I believe I'm worth coming home to
Kiss away night
This girl only sleeps with butterflies
With butterflies
With butterflies
So go on and fly boy


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