The Terrible Writings of Quentin Montejo
Serial experiments on a fallen archangel who only wanted to regain just one wing back
Free of the World. Rain worshipper. Hermit. Tormented mind. Caged spirit. Defiant and eternal enemy of Destiny and Fate. Poet. Scientist. Artist. Daydreamer. He who laughs. Slacker. Sleeper. Romancer of wings and clouds. Fiercely independent. He who is ponderous. Games and anime junkie. Four eyes. Caveman. Nature-lover. He who doesn't think that hard. Non-smoker. Music-junkie. Counter of blessings. Guitar-hugger. He who simply wants what everybody else would like to be in this world and the next -- to be happy.
Monday, September 19, 2005
Here I Am Saying This To You
you could have it all
if you learned a little patience
although I cannot fly
I'm not content to crawl
so give me a little credit
have in me a little faith
I wanna be with you forever
tomorrow's not too late ...
and so the music goes, as I type this on my keyboard. You just go :} go wherever you want, and I'll be right here, sailing the skies and chasing after the moon ...
I am not a waste of everything you've dreamed of.
We won't make promises that we can't keep.
I won't let you down :}
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