sick of by Alistair Chong
tire
tire out and dry
each step
footprints grow light
and fade away
fading words from a fading day
getting sick of
this pedestal you're on
2.4.09
looking up
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friends.
- Adam Tie
- Alex Wong
- Bryan Chan
- Daniel Wong
- Eeshan Pang
- Harry Lee
- Hazel Yeo
- Jane Lee
- Jane Lee
- Jason Ong
- Jeremy Goh
- Jitain Sivarajah
- Joanne Yu
- Lincoln McPhee
- Maria Fan
- Mark Lym
- Michael Yang
- Phoebe Khoo
- Poornima Wijayaratne
- Rama Lokon
- Randall Low
- Ronald Ho
- Sabrina Woon
- Samantha Woon
- Sarah Wong
- Tiong Ren Saw
- Yi-Ling Ng
- Zoe Lee
who? am? i?
- Alistair Chong
- I am me. Find out here for yourself.
take. a. look.
Music brings hope. Music moulds the heart, music melts the heart, music shatters the heart and mends it back. Music soaks the face in tears, music wipes them away. Music is the wind you soar on, music is the storm that tatters your wings and pulls you out of the sky. Music brings turmoil, music brings pain. Music is a party, music is the rallying shout of joy. Music is the peace within, music silences the noise. Music is life.
Music is pure. Lyrics are soul. Here are lyrics and within lie emotions. What is the beauty of lyrics? The beauty is what you see. The beauty comes from inside of you. It's what you make of the world. Find a piece of the world here. Cue music.
me. in. the. past.
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2009
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April
(30)
- just
- battle of the bands
- one while
- just before
- same old
- back to one
- the wrong picture
- where do i go
- sounds of cold
- not long enough
- running through
- sole
- pure love
- free flow
- like Jesus
- empowered
- just want
- conference
- saving grace
- with everything
- Good Friday
- surround me
- stare
- surrounds
- what satisifies
- for you
- arise
- leave me alone
- looking up
- april fools
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April
(30)
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