Colours
of the
Rainbow*

Rachel

The road less travelled is often the road travelled alone

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Polly!
Baoyue!
Zawani!
Lynnette!
Carine!
Veron!
Clement!
Farhan!
Tong!
Mabel!
Melissa!
Howard!
Eugene!
Vanessa!

`Be Still,
My Beating
Heart

Sleep is sweet and love complete when we rest under the covers of God's love

`Past
and Future
Tense

Monday, March 13, 2006

Scarred. Slashed. You ripped opened fresh wounds from existing, healing scars. My heart is made of flesh. Fresh blood gushing out from those wounds. I feel the pain, pain of being hurt over and over again, all over again. I don't know if I can wait for it to heal again. I don't know if I have the strength to stand again. I don't know if I can find those tears to cry again. I don't know if I can trust again.

But I know I had finally found the courage to walk out of it today -- after so many years of trying.

I wish I was found dead. Dying of excessive bleeding from my Heart of Flesh.