i could and i would

i can be anything
i can be everything

i'll give you anything that you need

i'll make you feel safe

i'll make you know you are something
... and everything

i can heal you, and protect you

i can make your life, your days brighter

i will be there anytime you need me

i will be anything for you
and be your everything

i can give you... my life



... if you can make me love you


-8march2011-

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this is it

here it is


here it goes



there won't be a perfect time for goodbye
there will never be





why do good things comes to an end



why do I keep doing these






I will be better, I know, it's only a matter of time

Here

.
.
I've been exactly here years ago
.
The same feeling
.
The same hurt
.
The same stupidity
.
.
.
.
And I can't find a reason why am I still standing here right now
.
.
Waiting to be hurted again.
.
.
.
.
Foolish me.
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.a quiescent mind.

.
tired, but i have no reason to give up
.
afraid, but i have no strength to quit
.
drained, and exhausted
.
but i'm here.
.
i'm still here.





and i don't know why.




.stbd.tmr.iv.40 .
.obsolete fatigue.

Life is...

If life is a rollercoaster
Now I'm throwing my hands up in the air
And screaming out loud

They called this: play along


If life is a beach, I'm putting my bikini on
Laying under the sun, sipping my martini
And listening to Bob Marley

They called this: enjoy


If life is a football match
I'm putting my jersey on
Kickin' my opponents' butts and score

They called this: fighting




Well,,, I guess you got my point about life, right?



-march 16, 2011-
bellanawangsidi
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oh, why.

it is there, and it stays



like a halloween on summer days


like a bitter lollipop


like a nightmare on your best sleep time


like a fight on a honeymoon



doesn't rhyme








but somehow love and hurt managed to stick together


oh, why.

the crave

loneliness won't kill me

freedom suits me just well

solitude gives me time for myself





but the crave for a cuddle puts me on my grave





i can be alone

but not lonely





i need you for that

i'm sorry, baby, i need you for that


it will hurt us, i know


i'm so sorry, baby, but i need you

gloomy saturday

like superman who lost his flying ability

i really don't know where to start
and i don't know what to do


i just don't know who i am anymore




i know i want you

but will you hurt me ?


will i hurt you ?




i just want to love.