Hurt
Its another damn day getting over..still heart wants it to carry on...
drinking the last sip of wine.. still craves for more...
need so much more from life.. so many questions..
still cant get to live more nor am i getting the answers..
whom to ask.. whom to blame..
love is so deceptive.. u fall every time u try to rise.
life is slowly fading away...
life hurts... blood is getting thinner and thinner.. wine seems to be thicker now..
life is nothing but a point to me..
sometimes it is in 2D sometimes its in 3D...
i feel like applying a texture coordinates to it..
but fuck it, who needs texture if we all live in black and white
take my heart take my soul, i need them no more...
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Written on 2010-07-23 at 10:09
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