When the pain reaches it's apogee, the spirit relieves itself from all shackles of sanity and self consciousness. It shuns all rational thinking and becomes self-aware of it's own existence. It bestows upon friends it's love and claims vengeance upon it's foes. Like a phoenix it is then reborn from it's own ashes.
Saturday, January 29, 2011
Monday, January 17, 2011
A Small Wish...
I wish I could tell you how I feel about you,
I wish I could tell you how much I love you.
I wish I could be with you all the time,
I wish I could say that you are mine.
I wish I could show you inside my heart,
I wish I could make you read my mind
I wish I could make you understand,
I wish I could say it all to you.
Friday, January 7, 2011
For you.....
When you feel you are all alone,
I will not buy you a rose,
I will not write you a prose,
I will be your shadow.
I will always stand by you.
I will not buy you a rose,
I will not write you a prose,
I will be your shadow.
I will always stand by you.
When you are worried about something,
I will not crack jokes for you,
I will not crack jokes for you,
I will not bring cards for you
I will make you spill your heart out to me.
I will listen to you any time any day,
I will listen to you any time any day,
When you want to cry alone.
I will not get flowers for you
I will not sing songs for you,
I will be your shoulder.
I will always be there for you.
I will not get flowers for you
I will not sing songs for you,
I will be your shoulder.
I will always be there for you.
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