~ Welcome ~
Words ~
The immortality of silent thoughts ~
Can they capture the essence of truth...
Or mere attempts of engraving life ~
Here I come as the dreamer
wakes to a world of unknown shore
like the sand in between fingers of drifting sea
I wait for the call to bring those words
The immortality of silent thoughts ~
Can they capture the essence of truth...
Or mere attempts of engraving life ~
Here I come as the dreamer
wakes to a world of unknown shore
like the sand in between fingers of drifting sea
I wait for the call to bring those words
Sunday, November 07, 2010
...
There seems to be something peculiar in the air
something I should understand but I don't
mixed with anger like inferior hanker
I have smell that air before
silent discomposure
feverish disposition
love... and hate
all contained
ironically
familiar
Fear
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