I am a nomad who wish not to be a nomad. I loiter around my own solitude with eyes wide open towards a guest unexpected. I love with passion and feel the pain with total devotion. My heart is not too far away from a quick smile and a silent tear. I live life like as if... I lost sense of time
Do not
Thursday, January 20, 2011
Heaven And Hell
Heaven and hell… if exists I wonder what comes next For I relished heaven in her arms And I am rotting in hell… she left me with no qualms
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