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the ONEPURITY08'
the TWOJUSTICE09'
the AMANDA
the JULIANA
the SYNYIN
the GLADYS
the BRYNA
the OLIVIA
the RACHAEL
the JOEY
the MINHUI
the ROCHELLE
the TINGFANG
the SARA
the RENA
the HANNAH
the LYDIA
the HAZELWONG(2J)
the DENISE
the GWENDOLYN
the QINZHEN
the GEEKIT
the RALENE
the LYDIA
the CHOO JIA
the GIRL I MET thrice
the PEI YI
the YUETTING
the DEBBI
the JYETING
the SEEWAH
the JIALE
the NATASHA
the MARILYN
the GODBROTHER
the ONEPURITY08'
the TWOJUSTICE09'
the AMANDA
the JULIANA
the SYNYIN
the GLADYS
the BRYNA
the OLIVIA
the RACHAEL
the JOEY
the MINHUI
the ROCHELLE
the TINGFANG
the SARA
the RENA
the HANNAH
the LYDIA
the HAZELWONG(2J)
the DENISE
the GWENDOLYN
the QINZHEN
the GEEKIT
the RALENE
the LYDIA
the CHOO JIA
the GIRL I MET thrice
the PEI YI
the YUETTING
the DEBBI
the JYETING
the SEEWAH
the JIALE
the NATASHA
the MARILYN
the GODBROTHER
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Tuesday, April 28, 2009
sitting by the sea
SITTING BY THE SEA by thirteen anonymous.
I sat by the sea on a small rock.
The tide came rushing in.
I took off my slippers and soaked my feet in the sea water.
The water tingled in between my toes,
and i giggled.
Oh, the sunshine;
that reflected upon the surface,
making the rays dance to the music of my-
humming.
I looked out into the far end.
Wait, there was no end.
No end to all the mocking
that surrounded me.
People judge, that's right,
misjudge?
That's wrong.
Every one of us is different.
Immerse, barefooted.
Advancement of the globe.
Industrial revolution.
We went through all that,
and now you are laughing.
Rolling backwards,
forwards.
It's not funny.
I sit by the sea on a small rock,
I slip into my slippers,
swaggering towards the white sand.
this poem was being inspired by a true happening.
enjoy. :D
I sat by the sea on a small rock.
The tide came rushing in.
I took off my slippers and soaked my feet in the sea water.
The water tingled in between my toes,
and i giggled.
Oh, the sunshine;
that reflected upon the surface,
making the rays dance to the music of my-
humming.
I looked out into the far end.
Wait, there was no end.
No end to all the mocking
that surrounded me.
People judge, that's right,
misjudge?
That's wrong.
Every one of us is different.
Immerse, barefooted.
Advancement of the globe.
Industrial revolution.
We went through all that,
and now you are laughing.
Rolling backwards,
forwards.
It's not funny.
I sit by the sea on a small rock,
I slip into my slippers,
swaggering towards the white sand.
this poem was being inspired by a true happening.
enjoy. :D
Thursday, April 23, 2009
Perfume
this poem shall be about the movie/book PERFUME.
I personally never read it before and I really want to though.
:D
Its just a first impression, this was made on the spot so not very good.
(and im not pro) D:
Scented
Scent, was the only thing that filled his mind
Not his nose, no, no.
It was the smell that captured his heart,
he extracted it with his own hands,
squeezed their hearts
melted it with his
this created the smell of heaven.
The smell of heaven got devoured
because it was his
true identity.
hmmmm,needs improvements.
:D
would work on it.
YAY!
I personally never read it before and I really want to though.
:D
Its just a first impression, this was made on the spot so not very good.
(and im not pro) D:
Scented
Scent, was the only thing that filled his mind
Not his nose, no, no.
It was the smell that captured his heart,
he extracted it with his own hands,
squeezed their hearts
melted it with his
this created the smell of heaven.
The smell of heaven got devoured
because it was his
true identity.
hmmmm,needs improvements.
:D
would work on it.
YAY!