It is all but a set of keys here in front of me. I try to make as much sense as possible to make you understand. But, whether you make anything out of it in the way I want to convey is clearly a mystery. It appears quite evident now, a clearly burdened heart this is and the voice of it, the very beat of it will fade soon, freezing for that one moment, to let everyone breathe a sigh of relief.
*Playing Backstreet Boys- Show me the meaning of being lonely(aytac kart remix) by dailysounds*
Watching "The Notebook", these nights of travel are nothing but the pills to make the kill. The excruciating feel that is called a pain, of the fact of myself becoming totally unwanted, of the fact of being constantly neglected, of the fact of me producing myself before everyone uninvited, clearly showing how my plight is.
They who wish to redeem themselves shall redeem everything like they wish. They who are transforming shall be transformed fully into beings of transformation. They who liberate those who celebrate them shall be liberated forever. They who play spoilsport in others' lives shall be spoilt with the rotting lot.
My words shall remain even after they clear my remains. Read them and I will come back to you. Anytime from now, before anyone can know, the journey to the land of no return may commence. -rPhoenix
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