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Feb 23, 2006
Colour and Light are one.
Black and White are misunderstood colours.
most people think that black, which is darkness, the absence of light, a lack of colour but i think otherwise. An object is black when it does not reflect any colour but instead when light is shone on it, it absorbs all colours, without reflecting any colours. Then should'nt black be the presence of all colours while white which reflect all colours be the absence of colour.
Posted at 07:41 pm by Jamnn
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Dec 6, 2005
I'm living on an elucidation of love,
oh such joy in clear simplicity.
I playing along with string in a bundle,
not a tangled mess but a simple bundle.
Posted at 12:14 am by Jamnn
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Why oh why do man sing of despondency,
do they know what is this suicidal tendency.
Do they not see that darkness they freely speak,
of hate, of misery is making life so bleak.
Posted at 12:01 am by Jamnn
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Nov 23, 2005
My eyes they blind me it seems
my hands grow numb to my feelings.
My lungs suffocate the life out of me,
my mouth fluently speaks of difficulties.
Why does the invisible free me from my blindness,
why does the intagible long for my feelings.
Why does my life's taker give with such kindness,
why does the silent silence my adversity.
Posted at 10:07 am by Jamnn
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Nov 20, 2005
Unfathomable like a riddle of a dream,
lucid yet questionable it seems.
Like a tree which sheds a single leaf,
their one in the same though winds shift.
Joy and tears bring forth a meaning to it,
though no emotion can define it.
No question to it's very existance,
It is raw, it is unadorned, never transient.
Yet all it's complexity voices down,
to just three words, a sound.
Like a melody simplified to a single note.
This is simply love, the essence of hope.
Posted at 09:49 pm by Jamnn
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Nov 8, 2005
Tie me to the wind,
I long to be airbound.
Peering into the evergreen canopy,
I feel like an eagle,
I peered out further,
the fear grips me,
I'm on the fifteen story,
I want to fly.
Posted at 09:43 pm by Jamnn
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Screams died down where the trickle of blood flows,
the horror of love the neverending paradox.
How you took the pain, just for me to live in paradise,
the pain cuts, like flesh cut by jagged rocks.
I remember the events like it actually happen,
I tore it out of the story books,
ripped it out from movie flicks,
I put it to focus and remember that it actually happened.
Posted at 09:40 pm by Jamnn
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Sep 26, 2005
Diamond is the boy's lost friend
I am a diamond carelessly fallen deep,
mud covers me up till i can't even weep.
Glitter and shine no longer existing,
No longer I hear myself singing.
Now I look just like a rock,
scattered with other similar blocks.
I long to shine, cast my brightness,
for now I'm in darkness, easing my blindness.
I am a Diamond.
I don't stand silent.
I shine, I glitter,
I'm beautiful, now my beauty sliters.
Away from me.
I am Sad.
Posted at 10:41 pm by Jamnn
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Sep 22, 2005
all of u should try this.. pose as a gal on mric... get numbers from guys... and interswarp it with other guys... its so fun...
Posted at 10:34 pm by Jamnn
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<ken--> hi
<ken--> can we chat
<GerGer89> u can.. i will just ignore you
Posted at 10:20 pm by Jamnn
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Jamin
16 years of age
Overweight
Loves God,
Loves Art
Loves Mom,
Loves Dad,
Loves Sis,
Loves Ohana
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