Thursday, March 30, 2006
against my mighty will i broke again.
so fragile.
not even e best army i thot i had could fight this.
picking up pieces of me was e best that i could do;
at least for now.
so that i still stand a chance of becoming whole again.
it's no point calling for help, isn't it?
who's gonna come? ur enemy?
i am dead but i breathe.
won't give up my last breathe till i have ur blood on my sword.
such vengeance could only b instigated by ur enemy;
ur beloved enemy.
it's sucha thin line that barely exists,
but it does.
i may have lost e 1st battle,
but i'll honour my promise to my return.
watch ur back
.shan. [11:15 PM]