accidentally chosen

He was like water to me – clear and transparent. I could drink him up in a breath but I didn’t want to. It wasn’t cool. He didn’t deserve to be forgotten so easily afterwards. Nonetheless, it is an interesting world that we are living in – everyone is trying to close their eyes and…

2014 in review

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too

Too close to my skin. I’m falling in the borderline. A fitting representation of two souls as one.  

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It’s truly a stasis. Hold big thoughts and spend them on nothing. The doors are closing now, run to the window. I’ll catch you down and sell you for what’s finally `clear`.

Soul Disconnected

That’s not me who you see. That’s where I live. It’s not me who walks on those sidewalks, who goes up and down the stairs. It’s not me who crosses the street. It’s not me who looks at you. It’s what I look through. It’s where I live now. That’s where my eternity is put…

The effeteness

These little black dots just came out of their oblivion. They try to form themselves again on the other side. I like that try, I like that someday in which it all be worthy. But the message will never arrive, the birds dropped it in the ocean of forgetfulness. The idea is gone. But look…

simply

Comfort is the feature of the closed mind. A voice it is, they say. It is not even a whisper anymore, if you ask me. My mind is gambling with `yes` and `no`. Oh, what a performance of doubt. Simply, there are people who are worthy to suffer for. But don’t take the short cut,…

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A water that shares too many seas. A sea that shares too many shores. Cruelly, Love.

lust

I deal with words a paradise of lust. Where nothing but trust could redeem you as just. It’s all about words and people. Nothing is simpler or deeper; and I just want that keeper, another mind tricker.  

factual

You are priceless but you’re not faultless. You are the embodiment of the human sin. And your soul twists itself with a grin. Your body is pain covered with skin. It is all so natural, right and factual. But the wind still pushes your head to the sea.  why? what do you think it means…

don’t go chase the wind.

Don’t run too fast. Not far, there’s a chasm. Close your eyes, you’ll feel where the pain comes from. So to remove that ugly wrecker and then become… On the top of the highest hill I sat. The clear air, the rope I needed to beware. But then the wind grew sharp, as your words,…

the land

How many times I’ll have to break myself before my pieces are all gone…You should make up your mind now, because my attitude towards your indecision will end up in an unpleasant way. My words stay silent sometimes, my pen, though, won’t spare you what you deserve. What troubles you you deal with by noon…