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Melancholy's Child: February 2008
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Love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds, Or Bends with the remover to remove. O, no! It is an ever-fixed mark, That looks on tempests and is never shaken. It is the star to every wandering bark, whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken. - William Shakespeare. Monday, February 11, 2008. MY FRIEND MY SAVIOUR -2 ( My Partner In Crime). Those sultry summer days. Were spent in lazying around. Ignorance was once bliss. Those are the days we dearly miss! My dear partner in crime! Aweso...
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Melancholy's Child: THE ENCHANTED WINDOW
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Love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds, Or Bends with the remover to remove. O, no! It is an ever-fixed mark, That looks on tempests and is never shaken. It is the star to every wandering bark, whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken. - William Shakespeare. Friday, April 2, 2010. Through the open window i used to gaze. Into the depths of my heart's maze. Built my house on the rainbow. For the sun couldn't know. That I walked with the stars. Into the realm of love so far. Is wo...
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Melancholy's Child: June 2008
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Love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds, Or Bends with the remover to remove. O, no! It is an ever-fixed mark, That looks on tempests and is never shaken. It is the star to every wandering bark, whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken. - William Shakespeare. Sunday, June 22, 2008. THE SPIRIT OF BLISS. It moves slowly inside you. Like the omnious clouds of monsoon. And fills you with a distant happiness. From the dreams that never came true. It elevates you for a moment.
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Melancholy's Child: ACHILLES' HEART
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Love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds, Or Bends with the remover to remove. O, no! It is an ever-fixed mark, That looks on tempests and is never shaken. It is the star to every wandering bark, whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken. - William Shakespeare. Saturday, July 25, 2009. This is in fond memory of the movie troy- yep Brad Pitt! D guy amazes me everytime. I see the movie! Godn not only tht. Himd way he fights.d way he talks! Totally in love with him! Which is what Ive.
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Melancholy's Child: WHAT IS IT?
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Love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds, Or Bends with the remover to remove. O, no! It is an ever-fixed mark, That looks on tempests and is never shaken. It is the star to every wandering bark, whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken. - William Shakespeare. Saturday, January 17, 2009. It gives us life and the serene blissfulness. Of a new day. It gives us peace and with it beauty lies. In its calm and psychedelic trance. The mild wind plays with it,. Washes away our sins.
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Melancholy's Child: UNBORN RECOVERY
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Love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds, Or Bends with the remover to remove. O, no! It is an ever-fixed mark, That looks on tempests and is never shaken. It is the star to every wandering bark, whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken. - William Shakespeare. Monday, May 11, 2009. You are with me, and so you say. Between the pages of my books,. In between my files,. At the back of my mind,. In front of my eyes,. During the boring lectures,. During the fun breaks,. But I still li...
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Melancholy's Child: February 2010
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Love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds, Or Bends with the remover to remove. O, no! It is an ever-fixed mark, That looks on tempests and is never shaken. It is the star to every wandering bark, whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken. - William Shakespeare. Sunday, February 14, 2010. The distance seemed a lot more now. Still stuck in the old timezone. Walking slowly.ahead of the memories past. Clinging on.they left me aghast. For its hard to believe.but its all true.
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Melancholy's Child: April 2008
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Love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds, Or Bends with the remover to remove. O, no! It is an ever-fixed mark, That looks on tempests and is never shaken. It is the star to every wandering bark, whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken. - William Shakespeare. Thursday, April 10, 2008. Some dreams come true. Some fade to blue. A passel of emotions. A vial of love. A tie so beautiful. Like a ray of sunshine. On a mountain full of snow. The sky opens a window. She sits by the lake.
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Melancholy's Child: FEBRUARY
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Love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds, Or Bends with the remover to remove. O, no! It is an ever-fixed mark, That looks on tempests and is never shaken. It is the star to every wandering bark, whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken. - William Shakespeare. Sunday, February 14, 2010. The distance seemed a lot more now. Still stuck in the old timezone. Walking slowly.ahead of the memories past. Clinging on.they left me aghast. For its hard to believe.but its all true.
