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Friday, 27 February 2004
many times i felt so desolate...

i find myelf meandering in the dark,
i want to cry, i want to scream,
but it seems nobody cares...
so how would the world know everything i feel
if no one dared to listen to?

i find myself meandering in the dark,
i want to cry, i want to scream,
i know there would be at least one who cares
if only i want to open up everything i feel...

yes, that one is you, my blog!

Posted by vamp/pancake_rules at 4:36 PM WST
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A Daughter of Eve
Christina Rossetti (1830–1894)

A fool I was to sleep at noon,
And wake when night is chilly
Beneath the comfortless cold moon;
A fool to pluck my rose too soon,
A fool to snap my lily.

My garden-plot I have not kept;
Faded and all-forsaken,
I weep as I have never wept:
Oh it was summer when I slept,
It's winter now I waken.

Talk what you please of future spring
And sun-warm'd sweet to-morrow:—
Stripp'd bare of hope and everything,
No more to laugh, no more to sing,
I sit alone with sorrow.


Posted by vamp/pancake_rules at 3:48 PM WST
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