Photobucket OUT of the night that covers me,black as the Pit from pole to pole,I thank whatever gods may be.For my unconquerable soul.In the fell clutch of circumstance I have not winced nor cried aloud,Under the bludgeonings of chance.My head is bloody, but unbowed. Beyond this place of wrath and tears.Looms but the horror of the shade,And yet the menace of the years. Finds, and shall find me, unafraid.It matters not how strait the gate,How charged with punishments the scroll, I am the master of my fate:I am the captain of my soul. Photobucket

Wednesday, January 28, 2009

kadangkala kita mampu bermimpi..kadangkala kita mampu ber imaginasi..bercakap sendiri dalam mencari cahaya cinta abadi.....tetapi itu hanya 1 ilusi...hakikatnya kehidupan penuh dengan rasa suka dan benci ....biarlah kita menyulam dalam mimpi ...tetapi kita harus sedar kehidupan kita bukan hanya fantasi tapi ia realiti yang kita rasai melalu hati yang paling dalam sekali......


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