bury inside,
with all the rituals,
listen to what silence said...
Blasphemy spreads,faithlessness,
It can get very difficult to comprehend...
Mourning,with blank eyes,the breathes don't sigh...
Listen to what silence said...
The birth of concentration,in a pensive mood,
Like the sage and the small child...
metamorphosis, a blend...
About Me
- chytra
- i knew and know, how fast i slide, how hard i sway, how far i throw away, how long the bubbles were to stay... friend,i still play the same games, it's all th same-unpredictable,different maze, but every time i feel a different way, i do not allow you to just say... you have to feel and stay...
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