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Whatever is written in this blog
is an outcome of fantasy put to
words, it is nothing but lies
but then again I just lied.

Saturday, March 19, 2011

Better When You Breathe



I trade my life each day to this hazzling drink
Wishing that it would eat away my senses,
To be death-like in joining your death,
To be void of senses is when I'm closest to you.
I am a prey to my memories;
They haunt me to your graves.
This earth that swallows the flesh I love,
I search for you beneath my every step.
Everything changes when life betrays.
One minute I have you and then you're gone,
One minute I hear you and then you fade away,
Come back dear Life, it's better when you Breathe!