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Thursday, May 04, 2006


-a p a r t-


my beloved auntie
my not so authentic mom
you cared for me since i was a baby
into your embrace i will run

and now you're in the dreadful place
and i dont really know what to do
i can only pray and try
to put myself in your shoe

God, i pray you save her
i pray you'll make her well
you told me you've won the battle
against the silly old devil from hell

i talked to her just the day before
and everything seems to be fine
dont take her life away, God
if you want, you can take mine

the vision of her lying on the hospital bed
is just too much for me to bear
make her well again, Lord
so she can be a testimony i can share





it's been quite some time already.
are we really becoming like parallel lines?






we grew further and further apart.
till a point whereby i dont even know why am i trying to mend that gap

i want things to go back to the way it was before
its hurting me.
BAD



| s a n d y wrote this down @ 23:58|

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