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Loony poems and wacky stories and thoughts one too many! February 25, 2015. Come clean with me. When your breath no longer catches. At the sight of me. Because even now,. Even years from now). My heart misses a beat. When i find you in the crowd. I feel the rain. It beats its fingers against my window. Even as this lingering grey. I wonder if, in your deep dark corners. Your thoughts ever turn to me. For even when i walk away. Returning home to you. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Because i said so.
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potpourriformysoul: July 2015
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Loony poems and wacky stories and thoughts one too many! July 10, 2015. I manage, mostly,. Even with the cuts and scrapes. But you, with your kindness. And on the darkest of days,. You coming home to me. Is my sweetest escape. You don't know it,. Links to this post. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). All the things that haunt me. An abstract movie review. And happiness keeps calling. Because i said so. Do i sound crazy. Hooray i write again. Life and other nonsense. Midnight ramblings that will not make sense.
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potpourriformysoul: June 2013
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Loony poems and wacky stories and thoughts one too many! June 16, 2013. She had overslept again. She found him watching her and panicked. Until he asked, "Been dreaming again? You look so tired! He would never be able to appreciate the irony.For her dreamless nights were full of other people's dreams. Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.10. Links to this post. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). All the things that haunt me. An abstract movie review. And happiness keeps calling. Because i said so. Do i sound crazy.
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BrAiNdErAnGeD: Male-ism.
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Wednesday, January 30, 2013. I dont like that word, but could not get a better word either. I would not call it opposite of feminism either. So this post was partially inspired by this. Post from a good friend of mine. I see a lot of outrage when it comes to crime towards women. As i browse the newspapers and social media, stories about all sort of crimes towards women comes up. Appeal to treat women equal to men, in all aspects of life are echoed everywhere. I seriously wish it where. Seriously. Current...
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BrAiNdErAnGeD: Conversations.
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Tuesday, January 15, 2013. So, How does it help? It helps you to communicate better and keep in touch with your friends. So, Cant i just use the SMS? You can, but it is still better. I dont think so. Why dont you install and see? I have a basic phone, with the black and white screen. Man, you are living in pre historic times. I hate this guy, this guy is bugging me with messages. He is just communicating better, and just keeping in touch with you. I can block him. Oops, can you come again? Every post in ...
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BrAiNdErAnGeD: The block.
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Tuesday, April 23, 2013. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 Unported License. Me, Me, Me, the great Me. Calicut/Bangalore, Kerala/Karnataka, India. Severe case of derangement. Given up by medical science. View my complete profile. Total Unique Visits :P. Total hits . since april 17, 2007. Visitors. since 16 may 2010. Holes in the sky. I am glad we had this talk. I don't ever want to forget.
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potpourriformysoul: March 2013
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Loony poems and wacky stories and thoughts one too many! March 31, 2013. When i first met you. There were no impossibilities, you said. Your answer to my questions. Was a single i like you. And with that you unknowingly. Doused years of unbelieving. And all the voices in my head grew quiet. For love to be love. Must we always count heartbeats? For i have been childish. And driven you up walls. For not remembering the words we shared. But now we share heartbeats. And something so beautiful. March 29, 2013.
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potpourriformysoul: January 2014
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Loony poems and wacky stories and thoughts one too many! January 28, 2014. How do you die. Do your atoms crash and burn. That being scientifically impossible. It is not physically dying, I know. Just your being ceasing to be. It is when that thing deep in your soul. Whose voice lifts your day. It is when the voice stops its song. That you notice you are no longer you. Just a shadow where you used to be. Your dreams are ashes blown in the wind. Your tears are rivers you cried dry. Links to this post.
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I am glad we had this talk: The Vancouver Interviews (2)
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I am glad we had this talk. Tuesday, August 11, 2015. The Vancouver Interviews (2). Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). This makes it easier. I don't ever want to forget. The mint with the hole. It Happened One Night. A soul lost in its own zings! Danse", Garance Doré. View my complete profile. Pj Picture Window template. Powered by Blogger.
