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You're about to view something that maybe terribly opinionated, about 634 cats are killed in the making of this blog, and 356 hours of PI has been done to credit this blog The insanity level and mundane level is never on par, there would be paramedics of course, if you have a housephone/hp/whichever way you feel it's most comfortable to save your own life. So eat your bibimbap while reading this ingenious blog of mine, it probably makes your stay more bearable.
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TRAGEDY?

I'VE LEARNT A NEW TECHNIQUE FOR ENGLISH POETRY!
(*for the benefit of unknown visitors to my blog. those who are in the same english class as me can miss this cliche opening)


CINQUAIN.


Remember in few of my last post, i was crazy over VAMPYRES?!
hahaha, did one of this Cinquain on them.

VAMPIRES
Dead, cold
Charming, mesmirising, threatening
corpse devoided of affections
EDWARD (Cullen, mind you)

YAY. okay, what's next?
we're learning this what er. limerick.
It meant to be funny/lame/crazy poem.
Eh. HARD OKAY.





Eternal Damnation (and no, this isnt a limerick)


I've never felt so cut-off before

What my eyes have saw,

was nothing to my heart's sore


He was muttering profanities

She was swearing obscenities

They stood there with formalities

Yet i sat there sobbing.


Looking at this battalion of a whole

and now, was nothing but an empty hole

Deep like an abyss,

ridding the old,

breaking the soul


So where's the chain that once linked us together?

that azure sky was never ours

now nebulous and thunderous

Though we no longer study with our pride

no longer had the rights

no strength to fight

only to be crippled by today's sight.


"Your contributions unlimited, our yield, infinite."---------



i know shakespear hates my emo poem, too bad. he will survive it. =D



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