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time might change me, but it's certainly not going to be in this lifetime ~
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your name, a
mantra
enchanted in a
garden of secrets.
your smile,
eidetic
transcending the
throes of imagination.
your eyes, a
veil
..
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colour me in shades of ash grey or lilac blue
but let me walk out of the logic and the heartburn.
stuff me with threads of rags or strands o..
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a curse was cast on methe day i was born
do good howsoever i
might
the thorns shall
always adorn.
endured i have,
through all these years
m..
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painful ailments, obscure curenumb emotions, mental turmoilno crime, persistent punishmentmoribund life, distant death...
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muffled voice, choked emotionsfaltering faith, innate apprehensionexistential purpose, three wordsunsaid, unexpressed, stay dead...
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was it really what i thought it was ?
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inertia of the mind yet to breakthoughts emanating yet to actualizefeelings bubbling inside yet to caresswords mumbling yet to carry a meaningyet seem..
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for the special relationship between the biker and the tarmac ~
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caught in the whirlwind of today's hectic life i fall back wondering ...
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