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:Tuesday, January 03, 2006:

school's started and so everything has began again.
the people work, the students study, the mother's gossip
the baby's at childcare etc.
here i am, sitting in class.
looking around where the life of the class used to be.
its still there. but, apparently things did happen during the holidays.

the boys broke up with their girls
and the girl's broke up with their boys.
when is this going to end.
or is it a never ending road that leads to nothing more than sadness.
having to come back to school means that memories that once happened
here in school has been remembered.

looking at the light above me,
when will the light in me be shone.
i'm here, sitting and waiting.
i know that i've made my mistakes
everyone's made mistakes.
but few boys own up to what they have done.

i'm still that boy that i used to be.
nothing's changed. or so i hoped.
i still have to be that kid in me.
which makes me happy though in sad times.
i wanna come to ponder on what i have done in the past
the childish things that i have done and
being able to laugh at.

i wanna still be the kid thats me.
after all, its what makes the me,
Me.

Benji


| Stripped and Lusted 11:00 AM| |

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about the boy.
'benji
02may88.taurus
maxatom@hotmail.com

sitting in the dark.
in a room. facing the wall.
looking back at the past.
wearing a mask, hiding the truth.
it's time to reveal everything.

gaps left behind.
the streets were wet and the gate was locked.
so i jumped it and let you in.
with your hand around my waist.
everything could be felt again.
and i knew that you meant it.

not forgetting.
Andy
Benji
Cindy
Chu Yang
Dennis
Darren
Fyedee
Gary
James
Jeremy
Jiawei
Jimmy
Jayden
Matthew
Max
Nick
Shuhui
Sean Remiel
Trent
Wei Hao
Xiaotaizi Didi

I declare.

I declare that there are losers in life. But nothing compares to those whom spam tagboards. Cause they have nothing better to do but try to beautify other people's life by the attention they are giving.

Blessed Be,



antiquity.