the deafening silence
mehh.
Lim Kan Wei
22/04/1989
Nan Hua Secondary School
Ngee Ann Polytechnic
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    Wednesday, April 15, 2009 @ 2:46 AM
    orenji



    On a sleepless night
    I sigh all alone
    How’s everyone?
    I feel kind of lonely

    That’s not like me
    So stop laughing
    It’s just that I don’t know
    My true self

    Into the broad earth, a single seed
    Extended its roots
    And bore fruit that was still unripe

    The fruit wants to hurry up
    And turn orange-colored
    Basking in your light
    My ideals and dreams only expand
    Notice me, hey
    I tried to eat
    An orange today, too
    But it was still sour and I cried
    Because it’s unlike me to leave any behind
    I ate it all
    I loved it; I felt like crying
    I loved it; I loved it

    Even if they’re similar, they’re different
    Mandarins and oranges
    Friends and lovers
    And our 2 hearts, too

    I didn’t want to get hurt
    So I fled
    When I did that, not even light
    Would shine upon me

    They’re miracles, right?
    Encounters and love
    Seeds and buds
    Even for the fruit that was still unripe

    The color orange makes me recall
    The sunset glow that I saw
    On that day
    It seemed as if our 2 shadows
    Held hands together
    I wondered if the oranges
    Would turn sweet someday
    Or would they wither?
    I didn’t want to learn of my future
    So I ate it all
    It was sour…
    I loved it, but I felt like crying
    I loved it, so I felt like crying

    The fruit wants to hurry up
    And turn orange-colored
    Basking in your light
    My ideals and dreams only expand
    Notice me, hey
    I tried to eat
    An orange today, too
    But again, it was sour and I cried
    Because it’s unlike me to leave any behind
    I ate it all; I loved it
    I felt like crying; I loved it
    I loved it
    I loved it; so sour
    I felt like crying; I loved it


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