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My Views, My Say.
Voice It Out!
Fellow Artistes.
Whose Voice?
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"I dont know how to thank you..." Her cloudy eyes shot right into mine. There was a long pause after which, a glistening trickle treaded her dark caverns and streamed along her finely shaped jawline. I couldnt help but look deeply into her thoughts. "Dont.. cry.. I.. " my voiced trailed as a distant hum interloped and shattered the silence. I turned and saw a cab halted just steps away.
"I'm sorry. I have to go.." She brushed passed me and whispered, "I'm really sorry."
The door drew shut and the vehicle tore away. At that junction, at that juncture, I was appalled. Moments ago seemed an infinity yet it mattered only seconds to resolve what was left puzzling me for months. "Okay. Everything's fine." Reassuring myself seemed the only way....
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Okay. Guess what? My running ideas always snap whenever there's a slightest distraction or when my ideas are too overwhelming, I cant settle for one. So there above, my crappy written story. Lousy plot and low-class content.
Anw, this 2 weeks's either gonna be very cluttered or as free as boredoom calls. B&J's have yet to get back to me and I'm gonna meet up as many old pals as possible during the 'awaiting-botak' period. LOL.
I like the way I look after I get out of a shower/swim/water. I duno. The remnants of the water marks and droplets somehow blend in with my skin color. Prolly my hair? I duno lol. Semi wet hair. The only thing that plagues the pulchritudinous image is my height. Argh. Okayokay :x
Nth much to blog thou. Stay tune for more updates. (:
Recorded at 12:43 AM
Whose Voice?
Edmund Tan
20
HLC!
Vocals. Piano. Bass. -ist
Charisma casted in concrete.
Style of a sculptured steel.
Luster of a luminesce.
Model of a cutting symmetry.
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