it's like.. dead lokes scattered on the parched skin....
a thousand beads of perspiraton beaded on thy brow...
sea of tears oceaned in the pool of the eyes...
and streams of those tears running makin it way through the trodden path....
A SMIRK on the face of the self that knows nothin of SMILE...
least the sorrow that murks in the dark,
i stand close to the light that illuminates nothin of my plight...
stil I choose to squat under the scorching sun...
maybe a ray of sunlight can dry up my dried tears...
its hard to choose the smooth side of life....
coz m accustomed to the odd world of living!!!!
behold my bleeding heart <3!!!
i hve more 2 yell than to telll...
its a graveyard deep buried with the dead...
resurrection is envitable: after all these years of turbulant sleep...
maybe a coma was just an excuse to awaken the burdened soul...
weightened with the sack of endured lies and absorbed pain...
Now, i make a wish.... wishin dat it can be heard....
LISTEN TO MY TEARS!!!coz m afraid my smile can drive u insane,,,
u need not stare @ my ghastly look...
coz i hav cupped my face in my hands.......
to refrain you from looking out for meh!!!!!!!!!!
but stil.... REACHIN OUT .....
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