death

death

A Story by nomad thinking
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dark

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I lived in heaven. I saw fragile mind told me to be alone unlocking myself from fear get into the dark and darker into

life but now death is close the fear is getting darkened now. I am immortal my decision are wrong. I feel silence which

is as empty and obnoxious as subconscious. I preach myself to be called delusional as I am. I live alone with in me.

I strive to be in this materialized world but I am alone.

I live in the world blistering into my face saying I live near to death but that is right because I am alive which is

death blockhead relationship keeping me on ground denying the inevitable phenomena THE DEATH.

I live life free yet confined society look fake in my eyes gets me into violence, gods are burning, sex is pervert,

canvas is big for girls alive excluding the hypothetical b*****s. I live in dark and remain in darker side but not moon

because I am not free and never wanted to be.

 

© 2014 nomad thinking


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Added on March 24, 2014
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nomad thinking
nomad thinking

gurgaon, haryana, India



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