Friday, October 28, 2011

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wounds narrate a melancholic rain fall...
words clinging to the last letters.
gulping the lust of freedom,
our veins scribble with blood
dreaming an eternal bliss.
darling, our wounds are still breathing agony.
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4 comments:

  1. everachikaJanuary 4, 2012 at 4:45 AM

    This is Beautiful!
    :) x

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  2. baboonsJanuary 4, 2012 at 8:31 AM

    thanks for coming in and glad you did leave some words too. :D .

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  3. everachikaFebruary 7, 2012 at 3:55 AM

    a question though is it slightly patriotic or is it just my imagination? :D

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  4. baboonsFebruary 8, 2012 at 8:08 AM

    its your imagination :D

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