all my life i've waited...for a fairytale story...not realising that i'm unconsciously creating the bits of it.. having told not to lose...having the heart where red rose buds the evening mellows of charlie chaplin..
seeing things from the eyes of a hurricane..confusing myself with simplistic markings...
crimson rose like an everlasting poetry where great minds ponder its hypothetical state of tragedy
the "first time i meet you, i know'' the holes and hills i must endure...what better way than to live in a shack full of mysteries and fantasies where all it comes to is just misery...
ur right..the sought after live is like ecstacy...binding the mind with full sovereignty
have fun analysing the first maze...
mel
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everything here is about myself..whether in fairytale land or reality...u find out urself..its like a maze of my life..have fun..screwing ur head..
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Thats some deep stuff....now i have to read it twice to make sure i know which ones are you typing by yourself or lyrics of a song..heh
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