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Monday, May 02, 2005
Relections
Been tough getting inspirations these days. Luckily for tonight, I've been dipping into Daddy's alcohol cellar. Had 2 shots of Barcadi and 3 shots of Vodka. Sets me thinking about my own existence. Is my existence justified? Am I real? This poem is crap stuff, I think. Was a little tipsy when writing this. No buzz(I never get one, I wonder why), and for those who know my alcohol problem, no hangover yet(geez wasted Daddy's alcohol again).

Reflection

I see who is not myself
A mere reflection
Drunkard
Stubborn
Sinner

I dream who is not myself
A mirror of my wishes
Sorcerer
Knight
Lover

I seek who is not myself
A figure of my father
Mature
Harsh
Stern

I am who is not myself
A reflection in my likeness
Watcher
Dreamer
Seeker

~ { 8:07 AM }
Yet another song of Sins;

3 sins committed