The eternal undead amaranth
Saturday, August 26, 2006
Fractions of Time

A fraction of your time,
a fraction of your time.
Oh how mocking,
is the cuckoo clock's chime.
A day of sunshine,
was all i asked.
To stopper your love,
in a flask.

But uncompleted was this task,
maybe i asked too fast.
Perhaps you thought it was in lust,
but it was in me you didn't trust.


Left alone in pouring rain,
Not from skies but my eyes again,
Jealousy sour as a lime,
I thirsted for a fraction of your time.


Through my requests, it was clear,
My words were your fear.
You ran away, far apart,
My antidote, stowed in your heart.
Still you could not understand,
what a fragment, really meant.
Rejection, your main intent,
you were deaf to my lament.

Girl, chanceless to tell you so,
you were the best, wherever i could go.
Biasness, not what you showed,
Tales of lies you never told.
The life and spirit that you have,
My soul, your innocent theft.
If only my love suffered death,
then my spirit could have left.

Though a fraction of your time,
is not as simple as a chime.
A chime only measures time,
unlike a fraction, an eternal climb.
No amount is a fraction,
such that it fufils affection.
Yet nothing in my recollection,
had even a shred of a fraction.

Maybe girl, i should leave.
My fondness i should cleave.
Its time to stop being naive.

I'm miles away.




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Lets not discuss what is above. I dun even know if she does come here (to this site) anymore. Kinda pathetic right? Well anyway, I wrote that myself, and got told off by Felix on why the grammer sucked. I sort of changed it anyway. Then my EL teacher gave everyone a pen. V-ball Grip. But my El teacher had printed ' Even eagles need a push' on it. Apparently, on a previous lesson she had showed us a Powerpt slide with an eagle flying, about why mother eagles push their offspring off the cliff to make them fly. Well, i remember reading somewhere that half the eagles die after being pushed off. WTF . That is nice inspiration.

3 years old. Eric starts to think.

13 short years later.

Ministry Of Education: I DUN CARE IF YOU ARE READY FOR O LVLS OR YOUR ITSY BITSY EGO AND MATURITY IS UP AND READY FOR IT. I AM GOING TO PUSH YOU OFF THE CLIFF AND THATS FINAL.

***SPLAT!***

Yay?

undead withering eternal

Undead, withering and eternal
Shadow submerged
Torn and separated
young mind of 20
decaying youth
will this night ever end

Inner lusts
to waltz in crimson rain, the masquerade
for the night to last forever
never see the light of day

Into the light
[x] Felix Kyros Ang,my best friend, whose loyalty lies above all.
[x] Perry Peter Yeo, my favourite and loving cousin
[x] Darth Sulphate, who calls herself 'Azuire'
[x] Sarah, a wonderful friend that departed from SRJC
[x] Meryl, Podium member thats been there, done that
[x] Leryee, an online friend
[x] Podium Blog
[x] Dog Union '07
[x] Joyce, SRJC Debate Captain 2007
[x] John an emo prawn

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