my emotions joining these words
the doors must now close
locked and be in chains
and be written as the last
farewell my aesthetic darkness.
Friday, May 18, 2012
Tuesday, May 1, 2012
why?
when times i am on the clouds
comes those ghosts of the past.
when i feel i am settled
comes those sudden change.
when i think i am doing right
comes those whispers of doubt.
when i see i am better now
comes the idea i am lesser than i know.
when i am on course for a life lasting love
comes those petty handfuls of hate.
"am i less better than being better?"
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