Monday, September 8, 2008

the girl with an almond eyes

the girl with an almond eyes


the girl with an almond eyes is broken.

the girl with an almond eyes is empty.

the girl with an almond eyes is crying.

broken. empty. crying.

all with the heart of death.


disguising.


the girl with an almond eyes is smiling.

the girl with an almond eyes is laughing.

the girl with an almond eyes is singing.

smiling. laughing. singing.

all with the lips of joy.


truth.


the girl with an almond eyes is alone.

the girl with an almond eyes is forlorn.

the girl with an almond eyes is sad.

alone. forlorn. sad.

all with the eyes of terror.

death is approaching, all that she waited.

death is coming ready to grab her.

death cannot be stopped, for she yields with love.

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''''''''''life.....

Life... is like a box of chocolates - a cheap, thoughtless, perfunctory gift that no one ever asks for, unreturnable because all you get back is another box of chocolates. So, you're stuck with mostly undefinable whipped mint crap, mindlessly wolfed down when there's nothing else to eat while you're watching the game. Sure, once is a while you get a peanut butter cup or an English toffee but it's gone too fast and the taste is fleeting. In the end, you are left with nothing but broken bits filled with hardened jelly and teeth-shattering nuts, which, if you are desperate enough to eat, leaves nothing but an empty box of useless brown paper.

there's a reason always.....

everything happens for a reason
sometimes things fall apart
so other things can fall together
but in the end whatever meant to be
will always find it ways....always