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Welcome to XIIMO'S LIFE DIARY
Thursday, April 8, 2010Y
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i know compared to her
i'm nobody but though i ain't got a thing
"boy" i will give you the world

having a rough time breathing
in the game adults play captivating,
squeezing my "hearts"
Love cycles Tricking you
easily spent moneys
rolling round the streets; even today
knowing you throw off your school uniforms
covering your young face in make up
conscience is doing business with boundary

i'll make your heart hurt with smile and joy
i'll heal your wounded mind
from the wind blowing from the world
i'll be your shield , sheltering you in my chest

i'll be your captviation.
just give me a chance to redo the equation.


heart blue w/ glitter 2:16 AM

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time that halts in the moonlight;my mind running in the endless dark

the end of thoughts springs
is the waterfall of daydreams
do my life just scatter
like cigarette flung in the dawns wind?
Dread's speed even sends it in front of time
the pieces of my colliding thoughts
watching the bond of fire
with a piece of iron above
we are "monocle" a "cenacle"
shutting one eye to make the other eye open a little wider

the SCORES of people brushing past by me
and the love flowing past
the gaps of my hands
Ive let it all pass to easily
i guess ...

NOTHING IS FOREVER
like november rain; it's pouring
stress and pain just to entertain

every begining could be the end
i pray a final prayer

today, my life could flow with the river
tomorrow, it could flow against it
The rain that swept through my life
is the God's attempt to hide their tears

days, always stood on the edge of a sharp knife
getting kicked about like days like these
unable to find the base, it just slopes up and down


my fate purposes the end of this peak
i can't even bring out the words " unhappy " always
- unfortunate
- unstable
i can' make up my own miind
i don't even know how to go on
even if im standing on my own Two feet

like a train on a railway
i can't talk about anything outside the track
i can't finish it either, i just dot a period
A crooked beginning
in need of a greater purpose


everything fades away to the shade of gray
the darkness of the heartless enslaves the day
in this misty fog my "dream" keeps me going
lights up distorted milestones
worrys about the breath filling my lungs
another me, inside of me
keeps letting out dry sighs,
telling me , g i v e UP


At times, when i think the whole world stops
i wander out at night into the dark cold park
i don't even know where i'm going
i'm strolling in the dark

Thinking of unattainable dreams :)



나의 꿈 vol.2



heart blue w/ glitter 1:41 AM

나의 꿈

outside my window
thousands of invisible spiders glitsens in this sleeping city
they're weaviing and ash grey web

sinking like a sigh on my desk
a pile of notes
i stooped my back and the pencill's lead ,drawing an underline
it may be so, when i grasp my already scattered dream
- i'll be fooled

wouldn't be that , i lived this far.
my hands full, filled with fantasies

-i would LET GO of this world?

*dramatic thoughts*
now that i look at it
thoughts that i have scribbled in my notebooks blank pages
- wondering ; enemies in my dreams
- are they breathiing inside of me?

the more i go on, unbecoming of myself
i'm attentive to this world

THINKING
should i let knot between dreams and reality loosen and become undone?
- that can't happen

For the last few days
i haven't been able to concentrate the small void in my hand
like trickling water; everything that was seized in my hand.
perhaps i don't even realised it, is not being able to put it down
- being wary
- being scared

it's unattainable
it's wavering
it's abandoned

but i do have ''a dream''

live and die
- for this Dream


The world turned its back on my dream
- so dishonored
abandoned on the wet ground like a torn umbrella
just thrown out
a scribble that has just been erased
- just a word that's been forgotten

but till today i'm still dreaming
an unavailing dream
though i'm the dark
i'm opening my eyes again

THINKING
-ii will never give up

MY DREAM
of a midget treading on air
the dream of a blind person grasping the rainbow
the dream of a orphan fallen asleep to a sweet lullaby
the dream of a bad daughter turning back on time
the dream of a every kid in the world, to have a mother back home waiting .
the dream of a mute, singing a song out loud
the dream of the deaf, smiling to the whispers of the one they love



.....나의 꿈





heart blue w/ glitter 1:13 AM