this may take multiple readings to grasp.enjoy
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Two cycles 'round the sun,packed in a second hand box,
trolling through the hardest goodbye i never planned to face.
Amputate physical ties when they stamped my pass,
final turn,capture glimpse,hoping we're meant to last.
Walking monitored,heartbeat flat,as i crossed the platform,
that i once landed on.
These tracks of tears, it tears my flesh,
and formed the veins that forms myself.
His story screams but i couldn't care less,
memories fade with each blow from the train's breath.
Once the pain evaporates i looked out the window,
sonic boom of the cabin kicking dust as the wind blows.
Passed by many colors.The nation's past life is shown-
on my journey back home.
Emotional stir shaken by the screeching brakes-
and horns,but we went on,couldn't afford a delay.
....
Married to a manacle,proposed her portions-
of love in hardship,even though they lived poor,still
they strolled through the bills,and grow their own stilts,
and despite some fights,they still loved the kids,
but when the storm comes he escapes with the spirits,
while she resides with the roar from the train visits.
Admires the steel muscling through her backyard,
once every meal time,it's the only home they can afford.
Fate had it's way,he cancelled an outing,
still in her make up when he left the home shouting.
Stone cold,broken promise,shattered holding glass,
it's the kind of breakdown that will be her last.
Woke the little ones,"we're going for a movie",
waited on the tear tracks and headed for the moon,see-
nobody could've predicted her suicidal actions,
but all she had to do was wait for the next train to come passing.
Wednesday, May 12, 2010
Relativity
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this might help:
http://thestar.com.my/news/story.asp?file=/2006/7/5/nation/14744184&sec=nation
Posted by Aiman "Dafrosty" Mohd Misri at 5/12/2010 12:51:00 AM
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