Friday, August 5, 2005

   Poor battered poem

Golden fields of purple stains Feed my soul for I need pains Jiggle and wiggle, I'm wrapped in chains Bother me this, bother me that I'm no servant of your mat Let me go, bite my cat I'm not a willing hope So push and poke the 'holy' pope Don't ask me why, I say why nope? Crazy blood make Sudden cloak bake Fallen choke sake We're bound to art We're found a fart We're now not part Come to the fields of purple stains Heed my warning for I need gains Jiggle and biggle, I'm crapped on bains Mother me this, brother me that I'm no vampires in a custume bat Let me go, or fear my rat! Willing is a hard to coup But I'm sure a push will get you hope while you say "me climb rope' Crazy beats pounds Maddness meats hounds Idol feats mounds We're not goodies We're were booties We're now fruityless. Poor poem... (>o< it's terrible!! (o o oh well... ------- Again a poem. This time with a bad, bad crappy theme. (O O It's horrid!! (>o< ekkkyank!! But anyhow... Hmmm... had a question for today... (=-= ehh... I totally forgot it. Blah!! I should do something...

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   What is love when I cry?

Have you ever seen me cry? I cried so lightly, so gently that I didn't want you to see me screw up. I wanted a source that you can live to remember. Have you ever heard me cry? In the day that I did, what did you think? I cried in the sunlight filling the warm air cold, I still cried... for who? I wanted you to know... even the strength I have alone is nothing but a hole in my heart. if I have a life full of riches... I would want to cheer you for the love I have for you I can't go on living without seeing and knowing that you are there, existing in my memories. I sometimes... would let a tear slide down at the side of my face. Knowing where it'll land I pray to God to protect you from harm protect you from yourself that is darkened, protect you with my inner heart. Each and everytime that I think you're in pain... I look to God and feel a strange ache in my heart telling me, you want me, telling me that you want my help... someone to save you... save you from this cruel suffering... I wll pray... for God... I should... for you... I would... even... if it time passes by like wind... I will not regret it from the fathom of my heart. I don't understand, Lord, why am I here? Why am I here, crying in front of the special that I love so dearly? Why is it, Lord that person is here and I'm here? For there are many people are their friends but... why is it that I'm here...? I feel so sorry for the others... I do not feel worthy... soo much I don't... but... I wouldn't have it in another way... thankyou. Now that you've seen me cry... what becomes of us? Would you live the next day like yestaday? Would you change your thoughts for today and live differently for the coming? Or would you seen it as a challenge? Will there be a day that... I'll... maybe... um... to see you... um... cry? ------- NOW!!! Drown IN SORROWW MUHAHAHAHA!! (only joking. (^#^' For a dearly close person I did for.)Poetry is a good idea when you have nothing else to put up. *EEEHAHAHA*>:D

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   It's all about me- not

TELL ME ABOUT YOURSELF - The Survey Name: Patrick (no more:P 4 you 2 know) Birthday: 30 July 1986(opps 4 some reason I always 1886) Birthplace: Scotland Current Location: Edinburgh Eye Color: Black( as mud) Hair Color: Black(dyed it redish brown, truly u c't see it) Height: 6 something (=-= Like I 'like' measure myself everyday!! Right Handed or Left Handed: Right handed Your Heritage: Chinese tradition way of thinking (BAD) The Shoes You Wore Today: My slippers (mind my spelling (== I hope I don't spell a swear word in other language) Your Weakness: Talking to ppl, and ppl. Your Fears: Rejection and horrible movies(though I try to watch them but nobody EVER comes with me) Your Perfect Pizza: Salad cream and nothing else(maybe stuffed crust?) Goal You Would Like To Achieve This Year: The plans I planned of course (^~^!! Your Most Overused Phrase On an instant messenger: (-_- Thoughts First Waking Up: IS MY DAD GONE TO WORK, YET? NEED THE TOILET!!! Your Best Physical Feature: I don't know... my butt is as well big as the world(HA HA HA Gaaa) seriously, it's... me arms, I think. (*-* Your Bedtime: morning 5 though... it'll come to normal after the holidays Your Most Missed Memory: God and praying times (and yes my friends VERY much) Pepsi or Coke: None, they both poison acids. MacDonalds or Burger King: Burger King with the chicken things!! (+-+ Single or Group Dates: Never in my life I have seen or been to one. Lipton Ice Tea or Nestea: No idea what they are apart from some kind of tea. Chocolate or Vanilla: Hmm... (*~* I'm on a diet(not really but try) Cappuccino or Coffee: Hmmm which one is hyper? Do you Smoke: Never and will continue... Do you Swear: Sometimes. . .(x_X (ALRIGHT!! A lot. I mean sometimes, really well I try to cut it down.) Do you Sing: Yes, I love singing!! I have a low voice that can't sing in the middle tones Do you Shower Daily: Yes, if one doesn't they must be wild and untamed. Have you Been in Love: Yes, if friends count as love (oO? (if is something else... no (= =') Do you want to go to College: I am going back. Do you want to get Married: . . . Do you belive in yourself: What a crap question!! Do you get Motion Sickness: What is that supposed to mean? In a car? Yes, very. Do you think you are Attractive: It's sad to admit but sometimes. I know I look like a big bear!! Scary ppl off. Are you a Health Freak: No. Do you get along with your Parents: Yes( not all the time) Do you like Thunderstorms: Yes, I love thunderstorms. If I had a chance to watch it I would in RL. Do you play an Instrument: Keyboard, once upon a time. In the past month have you Drank Alcohol: Is using wine to cooking 'drinking'? In the past month have you Smoked: Um... I SAID NEVER!! Ppl always say to their teacher that they're not going to smoke and what do they do they smoke! The teacher never notices me. How ironic (- - . In the past month have you been on Drugs: No. In the past month have you gone on a Date: No. (Like I ever will(=-= zZzZ) In the past month have you gone to a Mall: A mwhat? In the past month have you eaten a box of Oreos: What are they? (oO? In the past month have you eaten Sushi: They are expensive (;_; In the past month have you been on Stage: A stage to where? (oO? In the past month have you been Dumped: My friend left me. . . (oO But he'll be back from his holiday. (^-^ In the past month have you gone Skinny Dipping: WHat kind of activity is that? (Oo? In the past month have you Stolen Anything: No. (Not anything I'm aware of) Ever been Drunk: No. (I want to know(oO though) Ever been called a Tease: No. Ever been Beaten up: Yes. Little Brother. Ever Shoplifted: Not that I know of a part from my families( does that count?) How do you want to Die: Painless as possible or maybe God's way. What do you want to be when you Grow Up: Anything as long as someone accepts me. (^-^ Art. What country would you most like to Visit: America, Japan, Canada. In a Boy/Girl.. Favourite Eye Color: -I don't care- Favourite Hair Color: -I don't care- Short or Long Hair: -I- maybe short. Height: either Weight: hmmm... a toughy ok, chubby is ok. Best Clothing Style: -I don't care- urh... maybe I do actually... nevermind Number of Drugs I have taken: NOOOOOOOOO... (- - z Z Z Number of CDs I own: -I don't care- Number of Piercings: Brow and ears. Number of Tattoos: -either/ don't know- Number of things in my Past I Regret: Could I help? CREATE YOUR OWN! - or - GET PAID TO TAKE SURVEYS!

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Thursday, August 4, 2005

Life

Life is just a way to say- this is how I am. Life is just a way to know the difference between and sleep and awake. Life is just a way to hear people gossip about unpleasent things. Life is just a way to see the unseen forms that dwell in our world. Life is just a way to break every single rule that was made. Life is just a way to... have fun... Life is just a way to gain the unsightly things that are meant to shown in media. Life is just a way to acknowledge that death is unescapable... Life is just a way to phase "life it up" because everyone repeats. Life is just a way to accept destiny and it's fate. Life is just a way, I say... just to escape the truth... It's always been the same past, future and the presents... Life will always be the same... except... when love is lived... ----

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   Poem. Today I'll find one of my old poems that I have done long ago (to be exact last year)

Another poem. (-_- I so many... I want to post them all!! But... there wouldn't be anything else to post. Oh, that's not right, cause I would have ones coming. (^-^ Laugh Laugh... laugh all you want... laugh it all up before something hits you hard... laugh till your last breathe runs out... laugh with those you care... laugh a funny joke... laugh when someone is cruel... laugh if someone fell... laugh... just laugh... because there's nothing like it... if you laugh for WHO i am... laugh... ... ... ... ... it's just a phase... a joke... but to me... ... ... no... That's not funny... ... ... That's life... ... ... isn't it?

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Wednesday, August 3, 2005

(=-= what a weird name.

Your Japanese Name Is... Akira Asukai What's your Japanese Name?

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interesting

Your Deadly Sins Gluttony: 40% Envy: 20% Lust: 20% Sloth: 20% Greed: 0% Pride: 0% Wrath: 0% Chance You'll Go to Hell: 14% You'll die choking on a cookie in bed. How Sinful Are You?

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Ta-da!! An image of some watery effect. (0 0' (-_- hmm... funny and strange.

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Tuesday, August 2, 2005

Poem time

Poem time. I'll try and draw something meaningful. I hope I can do. (=-= Wednesday today? yes. Do I. . .? Hollowed minds in bitterness Shadowed fears in lightless hope Cowarded howls in serra tears Mighty dreams in crushed bodies Where are my eyes Where are my eyes I cry to bite Nothing in the dark I cry Nothing Burned souls in Fires of Hate Fired light in the skies Wished hopes in never dreams Faired dreams in battled dirt Where is my tongue Where is my tongue I cry to hear Nothing in the ground I cry Nothing Loved willows in breezy halos Hoped liveth in crowding death Weakened faith in a Holy God Breaked spirit in times of strength Where are my ears Where are my ears I cry to save Nothing in the air I cry Nothing Brightened prayers in lifting tears Lightened fears in memory pain Silvered hurts in losing attention Saddened music in my lowerly soul Where is my saviour Where is my saviour I cry to heaven Nothing to my ear I cry Nothing . . . Are you sure you hear... nothing?

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Monday, August 1, 2005

   Poem and ***t it is.

Ok... poem A poem I thought I might post and why not I guess. Plus, I made it up a few 30 minutes ago. (^#^ Fear me In the cold, dark world where the lights seem to fade away fast hoping one day I can reach it for it's my life to do so But surrounded by all dark minds I have no choice to run walking is all I can do. Hidden in my life I wish I could escape I wish I could run I wish I could do the impossible These are but my wants. Do I dare declare my deserves? So much pain, I can say So much life I have been touched So much more I have to do There are but my choices I do them for I had not seen them before it's time. Why do souls die? Why do blind eyes have to see darkness? Why do life have to seem so light? There are but I don't think. For I have been blinded also even though it is in front of me. Run. Must. Hear. For now I have touched only a tip of the light... What is it? Nothing. . . the same darkness. I thought it was a blessing. A year later Perfection. Solution. No illusion. These are but the tip of the light I have touched. Fear Saved Hope These are but what I cry for. The darkness dawns on all but the ligth itself shall glow and burn all the bad says away. No more worries. No more hatred. No more evil. These are but the things I wait. Longing. Thinking. Praying. These are but what I should do No, I must do more. It's not enough It's not enough It's not enough I hate myself .. . . . . Trust in the Light That's all I know 'what' to do.

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