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Tuesday, February 24, 2009 . 21:31

yearning for a pastoral life,
at a dell where i will dwell,
afar from the grandeur,
words and lyrics are my chattels,

will that be enough,
enough to entice thy heart,

dreams and dreams filled my pockets,
empty pockets full of dreams are my best-est.
soaring sky seems within my reach,
what a fool was i.

yet steady bliss, and all of love,
i did not cease but chases and wooed,
somewhat pensively i wooed,
sang of love, with quiet blending,
slow to begin, and never ending,
of thoughtful faith, and inward glee
that was my song to begin with.

Julien. L

Wednesday, February 18, 2009 . 20:42


Why je heart quivers, why je faith forsakes?

A mo amid Aleksander Michailovich Ivanov-Kramskoy melody,

Portray the forlorn of je heart.


Words, countless words, encumbered words are all je have.

Are they enough, are they worthy to win thy heart.

Absolutely je am uncertain, je am lost.

Thy light thy smile might just set all wrongs right.

moment me voler ma chance de vous connaître,

une fois, jamais plus je laisse le faire une fois de plus.

je vais me battre i va courir après vous.

Vous êtes mes spéciale tournesol.

tous ses secrets.


Yours sincerely,
Julien. L

Sunday, February 15, 2009 . 00:49

Saturday, February 14, 2009 . 14:42

and it goes to show that the moral of the story is boy loves girl,
the ways that is unfolded is yet to be told.
the ending should be left alone.




Happy and a happier man am i. Got 4 goody G2000 shirts for kinda cheap!
four goody pastel colours!





throbbing sensation, discomfort felt.
my lower torso hurts!
time have yet proven its the winner of them all.



Julien.L

Thursday, February 12, 2009 . 23:45

Resolution

illusions and once used to be had passes by in a fleeting moments of them all,
helplessly with my thoughts,
yet avoiding confrontation just lacks tact in a situation.
there is a time to fight, a time to retreat and a time of ignorance.
my resolution had been re-enforce by that sparkles of their words.

To: them & them & them & them



Singings

She had me holding my breathe,
I don't believe she know how amazing is she,
I making it sound foolish and even it's mushy.
being brave i should had been,
but all those light could make one blind.

If you gonna ask me, this is just too overwhelming.
Hitherto let things happened that so naturally.



Julien.L