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Wednesday, September 12, 2007 / 10:51 AM
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Play this song, fucking nice, lyrics at th end of this entry

Old friends. New friends. Potential new friends. Current friends.
Faces in a sea of people passing me by
Paper faces on parade
So close in nature t th warmth of truthfulness.
It confuses.
What is real and what's just a happy bluff.

Last night, or rather this morning, I cried t sleep.
Fuck, t ease anxiety else this heart.
Right, so I've always been blogging mindlessly.

Sometimes When We Touch - Rod Steward
You ask me if I love you
And I choke on my reply
I'd rather hurt you honestly
Than mislead you with a lie
And who am I to judge you
In what you say or do
I'm only just beginning
To see the real you

And sometimes when we touch
The honesty's too much
And I have to close my eyes and hide
I want to hold you till I die
Till we both I break down and cry
I want to hold you till the fear in me subsides

Romance and all its strategy
Leaves me battling with my pride
But through all the insecurity
Some tenderness survives
I'm just another writer
Still trapped within my truth

A hesitant prize fighter
Still trapped within my youth

And sometimes when we touch
The honestys too much
And I have to close my eyes and hide
I want to hold you till I die
Till we both break down and cry
I want to hold you till the fear in me subsides

At times Id like to break you
And drive you to your knees
At times Id like to break through
And hold you endlessly
At times I understand you
And I know how hard you try
I watched while love commands you
And I've watched love pass you by
At times I think we're drifters
Still searching for a friend
A brother or a sister
But then the passion flares again<>
Fuck

And sometimes when we touch
The honesty's too much

And I have to close my eyes and hide
I want to hold ya till I die
Till we both break down and cry
I want to hold you till the fear in me subsides







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Jordus Lim Bing Jie
Ngee Ann Polytechnic
Diploma in Film, Sound, Video
10 June 1989
jordusbingjie@hotmail.com
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