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, June 30, 2012
Silently I love you..
I was never so helpless, Before I met you, Always dreaming of you, Silently I love you.
I am tired of waiting, Surrounded by nothing, Cursed to be without you, Silently I love you.
ahem! ahem!
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