Tuesday, September 15, 2009

i work best brainless :D

enjoy my dumbness (:

A History Test Woo.

Starring at the odd movements of my finger,
Shaping and flattening the waste of an eraser,
I tried writing the noticed physicality,
But well, profoundness fails the truth of reality.

And hence the generation of this inane piece,
Oh my heart is beating an endless seize,
Just everytime I think of that state of bliss,
I'd shake and melt with no cease.

My pencil worked as i resume writing,
When i know really this is plain scribbling,
But nothing's to stop me when time is creeping,
I'm sick of staring, not doing a thing.

Rhymes indited reminds me of mr quote,
He, whom I owe gratitude tonnes and loads,
Since i'd given up that esoteric coat,
He stumbled by to save my sinking boat.

I shall go on until the ticks hit ten,
When the history paper would finally end,
Though the science is still at pend,
It's alright, there's nothing laughter cannot mend.

I havent got a wrap for this horrible mess,
Ahh.. I knew this style wasnt my best,
There's just another line to complete the rest,
Yes! It's ten o'clock, the end of the test!


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as the 10 o'clock a.m tick struck today, i ended my horrible piece of unapproved poem. it's been long since i'd penned. and it was because of a friend who ignited this part of me again. i feel like embarking on another writing journey all over again. who cares if it's dinned :p

the results of running out of questions in a history test, you tend to blabber to yourself silently in your head, with odd gestures now and then. you tend you scribble and doodle unbroken jots on your paper and me, i tend to crap endlessly :p


and for the real post today, it's below (:


"i thought i knew the melody that i'd heard you singing"
 

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