Monday, November 5, 2007

The Edge Of Chaos

Those who like to write endlessly. Blank pages attract me. Blue-black ink was a novelty. My life now is a misery. What you get is what you see.Forever, like this for eternity. Will write long in continuity. Torture on remorselessly. Scream in pain honestly. Receive my love thoughtlessly. Avoid my eyes shamelessly. Bordering on insanity. Take me to you passionately. Become what I am happily. Run away from me tirelessly. Blind me with philosophy.All promises your mockery.Drain away the energy. Cut my soul mercilessly. Laugh with me seriously. Apologise profusely. Fulfill my dreams easily. Be there till the end of my story.

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