is it the truth unveiling its identity
or is it the devil in me boasting itself
what should i feel
should i feel happy on this occasion?
or should i just nurture the thought of my loss?
i dont know
i am just lost
and i am liking it
i am liking my being..away..
just taking life as it unfolds, finding answers to truths untold, striving hard to talk to my heart and soul, and trying to figure out - this mystic society and my inhumane role
Sunday, November 9, 2008
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