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2008-03-14 | |
Life has a face of a morbid game.
You all wonâ€™t cry for my absence I know,
You forgot me long ago.
It feels like Iâ€™ve got nothing left, thus I crawl inside myself, hide these blue features.
So close to give it up.
And you all can blame me of anything, but a fact you can be sure of is thatâ€¦
none shall comprehend what Iâ€™ve inside my damaged heart and perplexed mind,
for I myself cannot understandâ€¦
Still what I know as real I wonâ€™t explain.
Iâ€™m on the ledge of the 18th story.
There will be no mistaken, the levees are breakingâ€¦
Sunday, 02 March 2008
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