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So Apropos
Saw death on a sunny snowFor every life, forego the parable. Seek the light, my knees are cold. (Running home, running home) Go find another lover; To bring and- to string along. With all your lies, you're still very lovable. I toured the light, so many foreign roads For Emma, forever ago. |
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I'm the one who's been missing you lately.
A little healthy confession.I've learnt the art of keeping this blog rather free of things I don't want people to know about (which I was hopefully useless at ages ago muahahaha). Not that I like anonymous taggers at any rate. But spam all you want. I'll just ignore you. Because, sometimes anonymity does have its justifications. Like little healthy confessions, such as this. For the first time in a while, I'm going to go for youth service. A little tough considering the time since the last time I've gone for one, so long in fact that I've forgotten when it starts. It lost its attraction, I guess, once you start feeling ridiculous, wandering around the place like a jobless person in an office. Sometimes you start wondering whether you're a fraud. But only when you forget what makes up a christian. So I'll go back today. And heck if I end up doing whatever. I need this. But truthfully? God's not in church. But the lie that He is there is rather justified. *thumbs up* |