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Roger Soh Cai Xiang
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Nanyang Technological University
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Trying to be a Godly Man

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Friday, January 19, 2007

it was one of those days u felt like not doing anything and rot at home for a few days maybe 3 or 4, then draw up a plan and get my engine moving, and get me running in hyperspace...

now, i'm having a migrane... i think i have so much christian lectures and so much difficulties as the small sp leader that i think i gonna blow up...

and having wens around didnt help much either...

i need a break... feel like living a screwed up life right now...

i wish, oh... learnt a lot of poetic lines in SERVE.. maybe try writing it out...

i'm weary, i'm burnt,
i closed my eyes,
and rested all night.
Hoping my fone will ring,
Someone there i can really lean,
For the greatest giants needs to sleep,
The strongest warriors too shed tears.
Hoping to hear thy voice,
it's like honey to the throat,
who is thou?
still unfound.
waiting in a night alone,
getting depressed in what i didn't own.
All i can turn to is Lord alone,
who i cant see
know thyself the devil speaks,
i felt like whacking him till its feet.
God's promise seems so far away,
a thin line holds my faith.
Bombarded by worldly affairs,
seems like darkness is me.
who can ease this pain?
only thou.
only thou.


haha, gosh... got all poetric and stuff... they say poetry express feelings that words cant,
but i felt so much so much so much more, relieved...
haha

trm is juz another saturday...

Stupid at 7:28 PM

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