Thursday, October 12, 2006

of love, we have always had little to say.
the acute dimensions that define reality,
the center of this illusion; a crimson jewel,
beating against the backdrop of hope,
gyrates to the
melody of silence,
pounding violence,
gainst the golden gates of injustice.
You would not think this special,
just a mundane ritual,
following the inevitable demise of
the human gem.
Night surrenders to day,
as orange splashes across
the horizon of the divine realm,
and the darkened cherubs,
weary,come to rest between the recesses of sin.
The song of foreverstops.
Deeper and deeper, we sink,
indulging in the wildest,
most dangerous of human temptations,
and breathing, heavily.
the smoke of lust and fantasy;
the great divide blurring in the distance.
in this world of two, nothing will make a difference
fickle time as time itself: in essence,
it watches, it reveals a smile;
forever hurting, forever healing;
crooked, resembling a sinister frown.

Andrea Yim
1:43 PM

The .Me.

Yimmie aka Yimzika

Turns a year older on 24th Nov

Tennis!

Running!

Wakeboarding

Cycling

Baking cookies for my goombah!

My golden retriever,Faith!

My grizzly bear

Sun tanning at Sentosa with Faith

Pinetrees :p

The dreadful past

11/01/2005 - 12/01/2005
12/01/2005 - 01/01/2006
01/01/2006 - 02/01/2006
02/01/2006 - 03/01/2006
03/01/2006 - 04/01/2006
04/01/2006 - 05/01/2006
05/01/2006 - 06/01/2006
06/01/2006 - 07/01/2006
07/01/2006 - 08/01/2006
08/01/2006 - 09/01/2006
09/01/2006 - 10/01/2006
10/01/2006 - 11/01/2006
11/01/2006 - 12/01/2006

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