Resistance was futile. The warmth revolving above the cheeks persisted. Pain proved to live longer than anger. Images flashed like they would during the last moments of oxygen intake. Personal failure was one of the discussion topics, discussion with the internal soul that is. The song on eternal repeat acts as the satire, sniggering at the plight. The heavy lids were in battle with a heavy mind. Flipping the Mac open for countless times on a sleepless night, singing the song to myself, feeling the warmth which was present only on that small spot. The rest were in shivers.
Wish one can be like a spoilt brat at the supermarket insisting on that lolly that caught the eye. By kicking legs, waving the arms and screaming at top volume just to achieve the likely conclusion. And by remaining the reactive one, with inertia greater than a normal passive mind, inactivity is clearly expected. The rack that I strolled to was empty, stripped of the last pack of snacks that could possibly bring the smile back. If the rain could wash away everything...
Some reaction would be good. But didn't they say be careful of what you wish for? Rather, some genuine concern would be comforting...
Rain rain go away... Little children want to play...
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> The song on eternal repeat acts as the satire, sniggering at the plight. The heavy lids were in battle with a heavy mind. <
How classy. Let me translate it to hokkien for your hokkien viewers.
> Gua ah Gua, ta pai lepeat (Repeat), si beh hoh chio, chio wah eh dai ji. kam si beh dang, ga lim beh eh tao nao shio pah
it's me lah... wah lau... Leonard Lee, the amazing hyundai matrix driver.
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