____T.H.E. .P.A.S.S.
up from my brain is where I bleed...
____F.I.N.D.I.N.G
Searching
Refective
Enigmatic
____M.Y.S.E.L.F
My life spins outta control without football.
Currently in search for inner peace.
Finding myself furthur and furthur away from it..
____F.O.R.E.V.E.R
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03:14
Friday, June 16, 2006
____Can't Stop
Can't stop staying awake. Can't sleep. Can't stop thinking random stuffs. Can't help feeling that I'm the worst player at training. Can't give a good cross. Can't beat this player. Can't win the tackle. Can't believe I'm still awake after the mad training. Can't win. Can't afford to lose. Can't believe I'm not sleeping in this rainy weather. Can't sleep. Can't sleep. Can't sleep. Can't sleep. Can't sleep. Can't sleep.
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I believed if time passes, everything turns into beauty.
If the rain stops, tears clean the scars of memory away.
Everything starts wearing fresh colours.
Every sound begins playing a heartfelt melody.
Jealousy embellishes a page of epic.
Desire is embraced in a dream.
But my mind is still in chaos and ...
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