It's the Fox. If YOU don't get an invite kak elisa, it means I've yet to get the new site up. Since I don't enjoy blogging as much as I used to (as when I was anonymous), I'm guessing it'll take some time.
Bird- Haha..at a rate of 4 visitors per day?
In the meantime: http://mybikerz.com/?p=5 I just can't help myself!
there is a place in the east, where man once were treated as burden beast, and tears fertelize another's bliss, where whiplash would replace a kiss, live a man with part of his mind amiss, forgoting the day a kris fought a christ, remembering the day filled with blessing of a hiss, loving the sap from a whore tities, lavishing in lavender confusing tease.
there is a place opposite the west, where man once laid in unholy rest, and laughter is known by the screaming laughter of a warrior crest, and virtues where kept in buried heavy chest, live a man known least than best, who wore rags of the players of chess, and think of thoughts seen to other no more than a mess, and held high no higher than a slave shoe dress.
there is a place in east and west mid, where man's heart hid, not knowing where he would bid, in a name lost in two creed, or to take the two composite, or left it where lost wills writ, knowing knot why his papa grits.
12 Comments:
eh?... what happened?
quick brown fox?
the quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog.
damn all you fickle bloggers! penat tau kejar sana sini..
I didn't want to mention colour...you know, to avoid discrimination etc.
yeah, wut happened?
alamak whre'd u go pulak?
dimanakah?
susah glamer sgt ni..
-bird-
so if i dont get an invite, i should get the message lah kan?
is the fox or the dog yg brown? heh heh..
It's the Fox. If YOU don't get an invite kak elisa, it means I've yet to get the new site up. Since I don't enjoy blogging as much as I used to (as when I was anonymous), I'm guessing it'll take some time.
Bird- Haha..at a rate of 4 visitors per day?
In the meantime: http://mybikerz.com/?p=5
I just can't help myself!
a reboot!
LIL' ANGEL:
A parting gift for you...
THE LAND EAST FROM HERE
there is a place in the east,
where man once were treated as burden beast,
and tears fertelize another's bliss,
where whiplash would replace a kiss,
live a man with part of his mind amiss,
forgoting the day a kris fought a christ,
remembering the day filled with blessing of a hiss,
loving the sap from a whore tities,
lavishing in lavender confusing tease.
there is a place opposite the west,
where man once laid in unholy rest,
and laughter is known by the screaming laughter of a warrior crest,
and virtues where kept in buried heavy chest,
live a man known least than best,
who wore rags of the players of chess,
and think of thoughts seen to other no more than a mess,
and held high no higher than a slave shoe dress.
there is a place in east and west mid,
where man's heart hid,
not knowing where he would bid,
in a name lost in two creed,
or to take the two composite,
or left it where lost wills writ,
knowing knot why his papa grits.
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