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broken suitcase
a collection of random ramblings, misplaced thoughts and uncategorised words inspired by life, human emotions, sunday afternoons and everything in between.
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we read words that tell us what to do, why not write those words ourselves?
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lost for words
and
i really
don't know what to
feel
right now
because
you're
not here
and our words are reduced to mere static noises
what piano sonata should i write to hear you sing
for
my
strums on
the
guitar are wearing thin,
because as long as the music is not heard
my
universe
would be without words
.
a
2 comments:
Anonymous said...
beautiful!
"I really feel you're my universe"
December 31, 2008 at 9:53 PM
Anonymous said...
You say it best when you nothing at all?
January 6, 2009 at 7:25 PM
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2 comments:
beautiful!
"I really feel you're my universe"
You say it best when you nothing at all?
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