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Monday, August 16, 2010
Wake-up Call /10:44 PM

This night I solemnly proclaim that I understand, everything that has always took the place of the great truth, the inner reality I had always avoided because I always deluded myself with the thought that perhaps one day, you might finally accept my incompetence as something you adore. And as I stand before the rest, paling in comparison and falling into the backwaters of the crowd, enshrouded by the silhouettes that paint her vision, I lose her line of sight and I fall short, finally--I have escaped this treacherous snare, than has entrapped me for eons now.... To be elated or weeping with sorrow, I still cannot decide...

But I have decided, to pick up the fragmented pieces of my bleeding heart and I shall restore it's majestic virtue. God gave us two eyes, two ears, two feet, two hands but only one heart--because we are destined to search for the matching heartbeat, the identical piece that would solve this puzzle that unravels the enigma to love...

I leave with my head risen, not hanging in shame, because I am brave enough to accept this truth, and I will embrace it to greater heights, to spur my dampened spirits and to boost this damaged human...

Love is a game for two, it just matters which two the game is for.....

Man in the Mirror
Sean (:
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"I am not young enough to know everything." -- Oscar Wilde



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