Although my heart may never mend
And this spirit may burn and break
Never shall i bow before you
held in the palms of my hands
O lines of fate...
Scattered
5 months ago
Although my heart may never mend
And this spirit may burn and break
Never shall i bow before you
held in the palms of my hands
O lines of fate...
possessed Ali at Tuesday, March 13, 2007
Labels: Poetry
1 of them wept:
you dont do justice to the blog
you need to write and post more
look at how insane i got
and i only began in august.
nothing truly holds meaning. for we all are doomed for the same fate. we might as well document the emptiness.
document away. leave imprints. touch someone with your words with your mind.
choose immortality.
write ali.
just write.
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