As days mount to years, there is an obvious increase in the burden, slowing progress. What was immense joy in the past, comes as a quick relief. But, once the tune stops, the void and the silence suck all the vacuum that is left. Alright, who would want to listen to the voice of being broken? Yes. I am broken. Not a headline to turn heads. Can a shadow be broken? How does it reveal? Not until light shines to show the broken shadow.
Always cute nuvvu...
I Love You, Shalini... \(^_^)/ Heart-shaped Rose... For you Shalu Shalu... Yay! Woohoo!...
"...Pretending to be so strong, knowing everything around is so wrong; Oh Love! What is taking you so long?!..."
The more I resist to kneel, the higher my soul soars...
-rPhoenix