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[to be continued in my head…]
Based on the above scenerio, I think I can write some lyrics out. Let me dive deep into the well tonight. Let me lock myself up in search for ideas. Let me lock my heart…
Idea? Maybe it’s just crap. I think I know what will happen… I still have to carry my Belief along, no matter what happens…
Sometimes, you just feel that, sometimes, Time can be longer. But no, you cannot have longer Time. Time is fair. It’s moving at a constant pace, and will not be faster, or wait for you to catch up with it. No. What you can do is to delay things. Delay, and things start to pile up. Pile up, and you start to go crazy, sleep late, lock yourself up, escape.
Why?
* currently loading DOWN mood, to produce something LOW… *
If it rains now, it will be even better…