Not everything is simple as Black and White,
and i'm not gonna give up without a fight,
Dying in it's glory of fire and magic,
The phoenix's death is sweet and tragic,

I won't go down with a bended knee,
Even though i haven't found the magic key,
since i suffer might as well struggle till the end,
and if i can hold my ground i'll be a man!
stoned @ 11:17 PM
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Drip,
From my slit wrist,
My life.

Drip,
From my sad eyes,
My dreams.

Flow,
Gone; my life.
Shattered; my dreams.

- Kai Teoh, Seasons of September