The unheard
story of how love built and destroyed a girl.
Tuesday 21 January 2014
little things, the happy things.
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We weren’t friends, he was still a passer by; yet we would meet every day and the time would fly. Slowly, slowly he got so close that only o...
Monday 20 January 2014
love and indifference
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Many and many a year ago, I fell in love with a dame, love bled from whose veins. Insincere and pretentious reality did I not see. Damn o d...
Sunday 19 January 2014
delayed attack of beauty's authenticity
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FOR the most twisted yet the most beautiful story which I am about to narrate, I think you might find me cliché. You see either I follow cli...
the last words
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“I love you”, said harry, “But we are not meant for each other. I know you want to talk a little bit more, but that’s how it will always be ...
Saturday 18 January 2014
I SEE LIFE, I SEE LIGHT
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"Words have no power to impress the mind without the exquisite horror of reality" ~Edgar Allan Poe. True –very, very true. I wa...
the night it rained
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When the darkness and the pain has hit you so hard, what do you do? How will it get better again? Everyone gets rescued; but in their ...
Friday 17 January 2014
grief of my love
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Grief, for whatever reason it may be, will come for everyone. It comes on its own time and in its own way. It is almost as if it sits in th...
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