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on the verge of falling


we're falling apart,
i wish i could save you,
but you kept everything to yourself,
you know that i tried to make things right,
but it all never seems to work out,
we're on the verge of falling down.




Tuesday, January 20, 2009

sometimes in life we plan out things and we never really get to see the whole picture... i think it have been indirectly planned..

DVR' originals

when ive lost a part of you
hoping for a better tomorrow
on the verge of falling
these last words

if a person actually arrange the sequence it can actually illustrate my situation

it will be something like this

on the verge of falling - things seems to be too complicated for me to understand... negative images keeps on appearing in my mind... slowly i gave up on life and i was on the verge of falling

hoping for a better tomorrow - every day i wake up and the first thing in mind would be that everything goes well in life... pushing aside anything that is bothering me and running away from reality... and every night i sleep im hoping for a better tomorrow...

when ive lost a part of you - who would have thot that i hung up my sticks? i never thot of it too... isnt that losing a part of me? well slowly it showed signs...

these last words - when its all said and done nothing could change the fact... and these are my last words to you people

see my life have been planned through the originals above... there is nothing to talk about... for now...


A Recollection Of Memories...








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