The beginning of a story...
A story not ready to be told yet...
A story that speaks of hope and misery...
A story that is not ready to end...
My Story...
Ave Maria :01:15
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Whispers of A Blue Moon
Sic Gorgiamus Allos Subjectatos Nunc
Friday, September 09, 2005
"My days have passed away, my thoughts are dissipated, tormenting my heart.
They have turned night into day,
and after darkness I hope for light again.
If I wait hell is my house, and I have
made my bed in darkness.
I have said to rottenness: thou art
my father; to worms, my mother and
my sister.
Where is now then my expectation,
and who considereth my patience?
All that I have shall go down into
the deepest pit: thinkest thou that there
at least I shall have rest?"
Job 17:11-16 dv.
Dust
- Moonshine
- Gratias
- Appreciation
- Sorry my dear readers for the long absence...I was...
- Sad news my dear readers. I realised that I have...
- Comprehendo?
- To Be
- The world is a cruel place
- War
- My Dearest Autumn
4 Comments:
Very mysterious indeed.
I pray it is a good one.
All the best my friend.
Smile smile!!
Thank you D, for dropping by. :) It has been a long time since I last saw you eh?
A very very long time...
Heh. Funny, I don't seem to see you in school. I have already seen Ryan, Richard and Audrey in school. Hey, hope you are doing fine. This has been the most stressful and hectic sem for me.
Killing me softly...
Haha.
Take care!
Haha, I have no idea. I'm doing fine no worries :) You better be fine too eh? Lol..Take care too...
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