Sunday, November 25, 2007

Idiosyncrasy

Glare in my eyes
Hope in my thoughts
Moments to live
After a long pause...

Was myself
Poured my heart,
Again it was shattered
I was torn apart...

Tears inside
Didn't let them come outside
Eruption was predicted
Kept my feelings aside...

Felt like a sponge
Absorbing things around
Until someone squeezes
And i vomit it all out...

Darkness still there
Hope's no where
High on spirit
A VICIOUS SLIT...

Spastic effect
Stoicism at its best
Blood splattered
Asphyxiating affect...

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