what if I LOST my leg? Will I still standing ?
what if I LOSt my hand? Will I still writing?
what if I LOst my mind? Will I still thinking?
what if I Lost my eye? Will I still seeing?
what if I lost my heart? Will I still forgiving?
Sometimes, difficulties make me lost my mind, and the reality of a human heart makes me wanted to lose my eyes .... and sometimes, I wish that I could lose my heart .... so that i can be as cruel as Dr.evil ...LoL
Tuesday, 22 September 2009
Saturday, 19 September 2009
a CriMe to Me
not every lies hurted,
not every badness killed,
but when you aren't smile to me,
it is a crime to me. So be happy and stay bliss^^
not every badness killed,
but when you aren't smile to me,
it is a crime to me. So be happy and stay bliss^^
Sunday, 13 September 2009
Charles Studio Production : Charles Cant SING
As Charles cant really sing.... so now 5's Charles together to sing this song.... but seems like the quantity wasn't overcome quality... hahaha...
Dream of Hope
I had a dream last night, and its look so true to me...
**in the Dream**....................................................
I gazed at the window, and watching the scene passed by continually.. and the railway seems to be endless. A guy with a white suit with a mask, came to me and said..
'hey, nothing gonna stop the change. You better make out your big mind before its too late, and don't ever try to F*** with the world while the earth is still turning....'
..................................................................................
Damn!! I shouldn't keep changing what I got now, instead I should keep my feet forward to the next peak. The world was already keeping changing as its natural, the creation is the thing that I wanted to do.
Is time to let everything go and return to the life's big plan that I had set. Get over loneliness and farewell to sadness, I will stand up high one day just like the eagle flying high. The devil of failure please beware of it, I'm born to vanquish you as I am live for success......
Saturday, 12 September 2009
a poem from a man called 'Steven'
The moon shines upon the loneliness road to the posthouse,
while the stars comforting the lonely wanderer's heart.
Day by day, night by night,
thousand mugs of rum and glory makes a wanderer called hero,
but a tear of farewell and goodbye melts the man's strongest heart.
Today's farewell will not be forever,
the day to meet again will come when it had to be ,
when the blue moon rise again,
and the curse release,
The wanderer will awaken and turn into the princess's knight.
By the name of Zeus I swore,
to stand for the love and glory,
By the name of Eros I swore,
to protect the young princess till the last blood drop.
a poem from a man called 'Steven'
Friday, 11 September 2009
Life~
Life is just a game that can't be predicted, like a coin that had thrown into the wishing pond, and you will never know when will you get back the same coins that you had thrown.
For me, My life is just like a rubik's cube, seems complicated but is actually quite simple. However, I'm just not the best man for the task.
Ish.... My life is complicated...
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