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How can I learn to jump if I choose to fall? How can I expect an answer if I choose not to call? How can I love, I don't feel anything at all? ....

Alert today Alive tommorow

When the blood fell into the jhelum dying it ruby red spreading like a spider web! Tell me, didn't it haunt you? When you made a mother wail helpl..

These scars will stark against your skin, Each one a reminder of the battle we faced! As you bleed dry, Your blood staining the cobblestones red! ..

last poem , may be

....or else you'll be gone forever.

everyone tends to know yet no one actually knows what it is!

No one in this world can starve and die. One who does, had died much before then.

not that easy though ...

lets turn to him for he is the most merciful