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something from the past

here's something from my past
i was quite amused when i read it
hurhur..
here goes.....

i don't know what love is
well, or at least i don't know how to express it
just like the way i don't know when i'm full.
i'm said by one of my friends
to be a cold-blooded person.
am i really like that?
or am i merely misunderstood?
i am not what people perceive me to be
for my behaviour differs
depending on the circumstance where i stand.
i am not a full-time joker
i'm just a busker pretending to be jester.
i'm patient, according to others
but deep down, i really do have a temper
a temper not to be tempered with
for my wrath is utterly horrible
and this is no myth. anyone would beg to differ?
i'm serious about the things i pursue
but when it comes to love
i am confused
don't like me because i'm friendly,
patient, kind and al that crap
'cos when i'm in love, i find out
that i'll lose all that.
no more mr joker, as i recall
for i've become mr dull
also, something i found out in my dreams,
that deep, deep own, inside me
i can be rather romantic.
now, i know this might sound weird
but it's something i am reluctant to admit
why? i do not know
maybe because love is the unknown, X
now i suddenly realise
how i like romance with love
confused, does romance equate to love?
again, another enigmatic question
one of life's mysteries
something i encounter everyday
trying my best to understand
yet i cannot comprehend
perhaps the time is yet to come
for me to solve this equation
i know no one can solve it for me
inside me, this probing mystery......

my, that's long huh?
so angsty la
hurhur
this was copied directly from my lecture notes
(i think i was doodling during lecture)
so funny...=p

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