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It will take a lot of salty force to reduce a cliff into a shore. But over time it will. As long as the wind blows, As long as the world turns, As long as the sea exist to kiss the rocks until they're sand… There will always be change And with it we shall flow. It will take a lot of breaks and cracks to calm the waves down. But over time it will. As long as the wind blows, As long as the world turns, As long as the sand expands to embrace the waves down into ripples… There will be change And with it we shall grow.

Torn between shutting up and opening my mouth Torn between shutting up and opening my mouth... Words cut deep, and its scars seldom heals. The truth lingers on, and in time the pain grows even more. It pierces my heart as tears are all that screams, the agony in bitten lips and restricted squirms. Torn between shutting up and opening my mouth... The silence drowns you in the gloom, stumbling for answers in a darkness devoid of words. The chest fills up, it's getting hard to breathe, slowly suffocating with each passing minute with no uttered truth from these stubborn lips.

There I was holding my knees against my chin my eyes fixed unto the window watching the rain as it pour. contrasting view of clouds overhead and the sky of the sun that's ready to set gave me the feeling of emptiness and sadness from within. the light is dimming as the flood begins. from drips, the rain began to flow against the glass of this metal window obscuring my view of the space outside where i used to lay pieces of my mind. my heart beat slows, as everything around me spins. as the rain continued to pour my head started aching. streams of flowing conversations numbed my left ear, and my eyes blinded by bright-lighted e

The Other End (20091203) Yesterday, I was on that end of the bridge, Looking ahead, seeing people pass me by. I've been bumped and bruised and pushed aside. Some moved on with cold shoulders; While some stopped and bothered to ask if I was alright. With a smile I moved forward, Said "I'm fine," and gave thanks I walked on alone, thinking I'm the only one, That no one noticed me shaking my head, Or so I thought. Today, still by myself, But close to the other end of the bridge. I looked over my shoulders to see how far I've been. The sweet smile brought by pride of my achievement, Turned to a lonely one with an accompanying sigh.