City For The Lost: Mission Impossible

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Come Morning
By SonicBrat (Darren Ng)

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Friday, January 06, 2006

Mission Impossible

Currently in the office, trying to get away from work. Was checking dusty friendster when i decided to update my profile. Was getting a little poetic and came up with this,

"I'm the boy who broke wendy's heart, now imprisoned by partitions and chained down by emails, longing to fly out of the window I constantly stare at through the reflections of my computer screen. With needle and thread in hand, I seek my shadow, always lurking in the corner of my eyes. With my kiss in my pocket, I'll break from this winter wonderland into bright sunny spring, laughing at my innocence with my muse over a glass of mead.

Of shadows and kisses, muse and mead."

Took the risk and blogged it since i know i'm over due for my musings. Kinda of poetic - to me at least. More when im home.

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