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My Fair Lady

My Fair Lady

A Poem by neo


Why does she reside in every breath of minewhy she makes my dreams and day;Why is it that every timei lurk through the boulevards of melancholy o..
Hmmm.. i felt the freshness in air again.

Hmmm.. i felt the freshness in air again.

A Story by neo


The arrows struck from cupids bow lacerated too deep into my heart. I grimaced with pain while trying to evade these arrows. Another day has been ..
A Day in my Life

A Day in my Life

A Story by neo


Ahh!! what an awesome day to begin with… Yesternight was one of the terrible night in the history of my terrible nights. But today it..