My hands are free,
my wrists are tied.
My face is happy,
my smile's a sigh.
I remember hello,
but I meet goodbye.
but I meet goodbye.
The more I live,
the more I die.
I don't understand it,
But you know why.
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- Terence69
- Singapore
- I wander through life as if wandering through a field in the dark of night, wearing a blindfold and very heavy shoes, with poisonous snakes waiting patiently beneath clumps of weeds, knowing full well that eventually I will come close enough for one to bite me.
All about nothing.
And there aren't really 69 blogs either. Numerically or positionally. Just got bored over the holidays in 2006 and was itching to do something. Didn't get to do it, so I did this instead. I really should get a hobby. And so should you, if you're actually reading this crap.
Just a manic look at stuff and an avenue for pent-up releases. I know, I could just fart.
I provide massages for ladies too. And yes, I'm just kidding.
Just a manic look at stuff and an avenue for pent-up releases. I know, I could just fart.
I provide massages for ladies too. And yes, I'm just kidding.
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