of an alive death
today,it's two weeks..the stab is still pretty fresh and it's still bleeding....Betrayal is not something i have been close to or acquainted with so this is pretty much me losing my virginity with regards to pain and a slaughtered heart...I am mourning the death of my faith,the death of my dreams,of subtle smiles,of cute winks and the toothy smiles and of "woh lamhe",of the Goa sand and of my unborns....murdered by a cold blooded maiden,bloody coward!!...hope my back didn't hurt your dagger.....I wish you solitude and that too in superlative....
"We sit like zombies, play our part
When the game’s over love departs.
You can run, you can hide,
In the end you’ll be knocked aside.
Your mind I see has lost desire
My regards to Valentine, what a big liar!"
"We sit like zombies, play our part
When the game’s over love departs.
You can run, you can hide,
In the end you’ll be knocked aside.
Your mind I see has lost desire
My regards to Valentine, what a big liar!"
posted by Arshad Tejani | 9:39 AM
4 Comments:
anger anger anger.
harsh words mate.. let it not control u.. what you gonna be the rider or the horse ?? its your choice !!!
And to know more about SiN.. Check http://sinisterinc.blogspot.com :P
have always been the rider and will be so for good but every rider needs to take a break and just be human once in a while....theek??
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