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Saturday, June 26, 2004

The Unlost and The Lost

once i avoid this place
some chosed to stay
but i choose to endure my imaginary pain
rather than let people create it for me

safe inside
with wary smile
they could not get me
for they are the fools not i

true that my world seems so dark
but the lights outside are more blinding
surprisingly this darkness have it's will
it had lead me to an unknown place

here now a place with soft lights
full color and sweet sounds so nice
fond of this new place,so i left my home
the force is not the sights but is the wind

safe here outside
with ease breathe
they never again get me
for now they remain the fools not i