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There was nothing under my skin but light,
If you cut me i could shine

Friday, September 25, 2009
en compass

The more I know about you, the more I not know.
So there's this propensity, to cease.
We hold extremely different ideals.
And despite all these humane similarities the one difference contorts.
What we try to hide time will polish into poignancy.


But there is no rule stating two conflicting things cannot co exist.
We quarrel but we still love.
The world is so large, yet we take in the same air.
I think this is tough but it might be normality.
Is that a law? Or is that merely an assumption?Or is it just an inconsideration?
Because human thinks his same kind to have that same finite capability.
Which is true,
which is not true.

so, if I wished, I could follow you 12:50 AM