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.
Tuesday, May 1, 2012
Candle of light.
You are like a candle of light, A candle which with its glow, Brightens up my dark night, Each and every time I feel low.
How I wish that this light Stays with me day and night, The candle may flicker out of sight, But in my heart,it burns bright.
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