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markie. piscean. spaghetti addict. anime freak. gibberish writer. obsessive compulsive. music-driven. melancholic poet. unrequited romantic. professional bum. yakult baby. crash test dummy. ice_wolf.

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Monday, February 16, 2004

sarah mclachlan made me do it

it's amazing how an entire slew of mclachlan songs can do to me. her songs are like poems given the breath of life by music. her voice is like a scythe that pierces your very soul.

as is known to most my friends, i can't write poems when i'm happy... guess what? i made a poem:

- ~ -
you from yesterday

it's a losing battle, you and i
it's my futile attempt for happiness
and i know the mirage has to end
it has to end while i still feel alive

i've come to terms with this funeral,
a burial of the joy that has expired its stay
it's time for me to wipe clean the memories
and pick up the fragments of myself

i've already lost the person that was you
all i'm left with today,
is the shadow of who you were to me---
i miss the ghost of you

i guess this is the part when i try to move on,
be freed from this delusion of you loving me
you've already unbound me from your promises,
is there anything more to break?

i'll wait calmly at this waiting shed
longing for the you from yesterday
somebody who'll be everything that you were to me,
a soul who bears a name other than yours

i'll just be here, herding patience
anticipating for the you from yesterday---
someone who'll do what you can't
someone who'll love me back
-~-

misery loves company? mclachlan seems to be my melancholy's best friend.

sarah really does wonders to me.

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