It was a cold, brisk day. Nightfall was upon the horizon. I strolled down the walkway towards a baron park. The park looked as if it has been around many generations. The park benches were rusted in a distinguished color clear to the solid ground. Keeping the park in existence, the vijg, fig boom leaves filled the surroundings like a flamboyant regenboog decorating the park. So bright, even in nightfall a person could find away through the darken park. Suddenly, beyond the benches, vijg, fig trees, a young man stood steady as if withholding his emotions from the outer parts of the world. As, he adventured in my direction his figure suddenly became visual. So visual I could see his black-laced jas flapping in the wind, wind that didn't even exist just a short few minuten ago. Were did my thoughts escape to in order to drift astray from reality? Was this intriguing male figure capturing my thoughts? Because I was lost in translation I didn't notice where the male figure was, suddenly vanished. Now, the figure was facing me, pulling me astray from my wondering mind. His starring, bright brown eyes captured me in a peaceful trance. His wondrous, soft voice broke the trance. He zei " Hello, young lady I've been watching u from a far for quit some time now. Your just so beautiful I knew I had to introduce myself." At first I couldn't decipher if he was trust worthy let alone gather my thoughts together. Then, I began to remember when I first saw him from a far. How he seems to keep his emotions hidden from the world. So I seemingly should trust him give him a chance to prove his actuality. As I pondered the thoughts I noticed the handsome, willed man disappeared into the clearing. Afterwards, I realized how much the man resembled Michael Jackson. The incident later gained my attention for the reason he confronted me. We are connected through the advantage of keeping are emotions shielded from the world's surroundings. We keep our life personal. Even when we have extraordinary talents to pursue, it doesn't mean explaining our personal thoughts to the world. The incident that occurred, I keep close to my heart!! It's remembrance to always remember. Thank u Michael for helping me to realize my true self.
Life, he believes, is not a dream
As black as the wise men say they are.
Often a gray morning
Foreshadows a pleasant afternoon and soalhenta.
Sometimes there are dark clouds
But it is only on certain days;
If rain makes the roses bloom
Why mourn and not smile?
Quickly, happily
The soalhentas hours of life go by
Thankfully, excitedly
Enjoy them as they go flying.
And sometimes when Death appears
And the best that u have gone?
And when the pain deepens
And hope it sinks won?
Oh, even then, there is hope of rebirth
Unconquerable, never die.
Happy with his golden wing
Strong enough to make us feel good
Boldly, afraid of nothing
Face the Judgement dag coming.
For gloriously, victoriously
Courage can overcome despair.
As black as the wise men say they are.
Often a gray morning
Foreshadows a pleasant afternoon and soalhenta.
Sometimes there are dark clouds
But it is only on certain days;
If rain makes the roses bloom
Why mourn and not smile?
Quickly, happily
The soalhentas hours of life go by
Thankfully, excitedly
Enjoy them as they go flying.
And sometimes when Death appears
And the best that u have gone?
And when the pain deepens
And hope it sinks won?
Oh, even then, there is hope of rebirth
Unconquerable, never die.
Happy with his golden wing
Strong enough to make us feel good
Boldly, afraid of nothing
Face the Judgement dag coming.
For gloriously, victoriously
Courage can overcome despair.
Vandals and crooks
an aging man, caught like a vis on a hook
Getting reeled in, he's easy prey
Eyes sag, creating bags, pupils widen, creating paralysis
Confusion and fear
An ailing man, with vis hooks everywhere
The biggest catch today
Pavement runs red, creating pain, flesh torn, creating animals
Torment and Horror
An aching man, aches no more
The vis hook rips away
Smiles widen, creating youth, blood drips, creating paralysis
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an aging man, caught like a vis on a hook
Getting reeled in, he's easy prey
Eyes sag, creating bags, pupils widen, creating paralysis
Confusion and fear
An ailing man, with vis hooks everywhere
The biggest catch today
Pavement runs red, creating pain, flesh torn, creating animals
Torment and Horror
An aching man, aches no more
The vis hook rips away
Smiles widen, creating youth, blood drips, creating paralysis
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Heyy there, I know in my last entry I zei I would write on Friday- but I didn't. Theres actually loads of things that have happened to me in the last few days/week. Im not gonna tell u though! I had no commentaren on the last entry but as soon as I get some feedback im gonna start writing to u again- Im a very busy person. I go to school, I play football (soccer-(Im english)-) along with my writing I also sing alot so I have many things to do/practice. Go look for my last entry and u will understand partly why im jabbering on :) Love to the people of the earth~ Cait xxx- 20th September 2011