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Through the Window

pressing my face against the window glass
breathe fogging up the pane
inside their warm story is written
while here it starts to snow

watching afar sends chills to my heart
aching to be seen
tapping would attract no attention
banging would draw the blinds

could i wait forever for this love
who knows not if it'll come
or would i first turn pale and cold
i can only try

09:48 p.m. Thursday, April 29, 2004

Wo3 Ai4 Ni3

'wo3 ai4 ni3' jiu4 zhe4 yi2 ju4
gai3 bian4 ni3 wo3 de1 shi4 ji4

'Saya cinta kamu' kalau dicakap
Boleh membebaskan hati yang ketat

Aishiteru, Je t'aime,
Saw rong haeyo, Te amo,

And so these expressions I seek
In languages I can and cannot speak
While I find the right words to say
You and I slowly slip away

Someone tells you what I've yet to
Again I'm late but nothing I can do
I struggle to voice what's taboo
But still I can't say 'I love you'

10:23 p.m. Tuesday, April 6, 2004

How he broke my heart

1. His feet shuffles in slow motion tango
2. His eyes dart about in circles without a center
3. His lips curl up like squiggly lines
4. His palms spread lubrication on his pants
5. His mouth opens wide as house of horrors
6. His tongue wags in dogtail-like fashion
7. His voice splutters a dying engine
8. His courage inspired from cornered rats
9. His delivery matches a prime time fighter
10. His presence vanishes like a mirage

07:24 p.m. Saturday, January 24, 2004

My Lady

Would you like to dance, my lady?
Step by step, we'll do it slowly.
My how quickly you take the lead,
Sorry, can't keep up to your speed!
I'm tired already, are you?
Was a lovely evening, thank you!

Would you like a song, my lady?
Take your pick, modern or oldie.
We'll sing loudly, voices in discord.
Hear us world, like it or not!
Okay, we better tone down a bit,
Still, it was rousing, wasn't it?

I take my leave now, my lady.
Hope you've enjoyed my company.
Another dance will take your memory,
Another song will bring you reverie.
My image will blur, eventually,
But once in awhile, do think of me.

10:43 a.m. Friday, November 7, 2003

Breezing through the Elysium Fields and down the River of Lethe. Stop by at Styx, flirt with Erebus, and tease the Old Man Charon. Give Cerberus a scratch, play some three-headed catch, and away to see the king. Silent as ever, that's Hades my friend, and fair Persephone beside. Paying my respects, a swift bow, and off again to wander. A quick pass at the judges, and Tartarus to taunt the dead. Tired at last, back to Elysium, and a toast with heroes of long past.