Friday, December 17, 2004

doting, senile, amatory, besotted.

The heart turns dysfunctional while the soul is at its critical state,
The mind is trying hard to sedate, after contemplating with negative fates,
Of how heart breaks when unwanted words were freely spread,
I am a lonely soul, who’s feeling afraid, while the world slowly turns against us,
All I feel is helpless, living in a world that is heartless, live less.
No longer can I live in this world that is unreal and mind messing,
Emotionally and mentally killing this love-driven soul I am living.
I am a weak soul, trying to understand the reason of life turning cold,
I am a weak soul, fighting sore feelings that are trying to unfold,
A soul in bleed raising these hands in need, I shout unheard loud cries,
Dreaming of happiness and joy, when it’s the time to say goodbye,
When i finally DIE.

Life is an undefined vocabulary and love is another word for complexity,
She’s a woman of sensitivity, while I am a man, again, losing his dignity.#



toke intelligently you fakes.

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