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Oh my notepad! Before anything else, I'd like to acknowledge the ever-patient and ever-present company of my notepad application in this pc. Without you, I can't imagine life being a blogger. Thank you! :D

Reversibrae

I never had given much thought on the way I'd die, nor when its gonna happen. Death seems to be a far entity for me. We've not yet faced each other in any occassion whatsoever.

But if ever I'd be able to choose my course of death, I guess it'd be this pain and deep confusion within me. There'd be no other sweeter way of killing me - but to leave me awestruck with the toxic that continuously creeps through my every bleeding vessel.

But instead of numbing me and leaving me lifeless, it continues to light the flame that burns through my senses and pumps me living amidst all circumstances. First I thought, it'd eventually subside, and then, I could experience life reincarnated. But then, it didn't. It continues to grow fiery more than ever, keeping my very soul and every sense awake - vigilant of its source.

I hate it to admit. But what can I do?

I can feel it, with every step, every nook.
I can see it, every corner where I look.
I can taste it, every piece and every bit.
I can smell it, every breath I try to keep.

I guess, though its my way of reversal death, it will also be the one that'd pace the rhythm of my heartbeat. It'll always be an injected part of my system. A system that would from now on be a stamp on my genes and an agent of my bloodstream. I think I would never be washed clean from it. But I don't consider it filth. Though its pain it is causing, it's an ordeal I have to go through while praying faithfully for a boon. A boon whose fulfilment is wandering on my vicious dreams. Dreams whose grant is certainly out-of-my-reach.

--wahaha,, emo-ness attack! That you've read is a unified construction of my stray thoughts while I look outside from the jeepney window on my way home.. :))--

--just letting thoughts out. t_t never mind.