How do people do this without losing so much of themselves? The ground is almost stripped barren. The course has been due, yet it always steers a different way. Selfless yet always momentarily at loss. A switch shuns away a memory like a burnt match, almost like a hidden talent. It is not pride. It was a call for peace through volatile mediums. All the noise in the world could not have competed with the episodes. Ending with A silent finale. The irony. Suddenly the tracks does not matter. That alluring smell that lurks in my dreams and frightened my nightmare does not matter. No one will know a single alphabet of this scroll. We all should have have seen it coming. I did. I just didnt want to believe in predicaments. The best Of trials yet the worst of torment.
Posted on: Wed, 12 Mar 2014 05:57:57 +0000
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