its been a long road ever since we drifted apart..
n there has been a million twists n turns..
but the pleasure of walking along with you..
can never be conceived again..
i wonder whether you feel it or not..
somehow we have reached the worst versions of ourselves..
its become a habit to trample over emotions..
n over see the feelings which have already burnt to ashes..
nothing matters now..
numbness has taken over the pain..
n the darkness has concealed my existence..
this was never meant to be the purpose of my life..
n i wont let this life change my destiny..
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, April 11, 2010
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