When Everything Is Written....
...then everything I do, I do in-the-name-of-EVERYTHING I believe.
Thursday, June 2, 2011
the 57th page
tell me, how do I survive without you?
and tell me, how you'd live without me?
I wanted to scream,
but you are deaf.
I wanted to scream again,
but I am muted.
I could only see.
The only colour left.
which strangely gives me sparks
to breath ..
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