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this is real, this is me
Sunday, March 29, 2009
have you ever ran for a bus.
and when you managed to reach the entrance,
the door was closed,
just because its too late?
have you ever been given an opportunity,
and you missed it, just because its too late?
we people usually like to wait,
and wait,
and wait,
till something is gone,
till someone told you, 'its too late',
then we will start to wake up and treasure the things around us.
we always complain life is unfair,
why we are considered late when its just one minute late.
why people come and go, etc.
life is unfair. no one says its ever fair.
when things happen,
there's always an echo at your ear,
echoing to you these 3 words, 'its too late'.
when everything is just too late,
we blamed,
we asked why,
we panicked,
we regret.
but, why is it till its all too late,
then we start to feel all these,
and not treasure/cherish in the first place?
this theory can only be understood, when you fully experienced it.
dont ever wait till its too late, then you start everything.
because, its too late.
-random-ner

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