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Me's a whole lot of things that even I find amusing... I'm definitely a romantic and I advocate honesty at all costs

Monday, September 12, 2011


the heart of man is desperately wicked and sprawn like woven leaves of dirt and mud.
who says?
who knows?
who sees? and is not himself seen?
truth speaks,
its words are heard in tones
its colours in spectrums of grey
its message polluted,
diluted,
mangled with selfish ambitions,
thoughts of naked exploitation.....
Those who weep do,

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