Wednesday, June 01, 2005

Friends come and go

They’d take a second to look at me

And turn away without looking back

Just another face in the crowd

That’s what I am

Insignificant and easily forgotten

Words I utter

Hollow and muddled up

Lost in my own thoughts

I seek for harmony

I seek for the absolute peace

Things I may never have in this world

The object of my obsession

Quite unattainable

Elegy I hear

Every time I’d close my eyes

Appeasing is the tune

Tempting is the cadence

Its days like this

That makes me want to scream my heart out

Days like this

That makes me want to come to nothing

I speak of ultimate releases

Spoken words that doesn’t mean anything, until accomplished

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