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I wonder !! (16 votes)
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truth is stranger than fiction (21 votes)
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its raining liebsters....!!!!! (21 votes)
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Blue
I never loved the color Blue until today. Blue is the color of the sky when your heart is breaking into 10000 pieces and each piece gets lost into abysmal ditch of unmeasured depth. Blue is the color of that invisible wound on your heart when she left and did not look back. Blue are those tears you...
Posted on 19 February 2017 | 11:10 pm
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An open letter to animal abusers
Sadistic animal abusers, (I could not come up to writing dear as it kills me inside), I employed heaven and earth to understand the logic behind those gruesome, horrible videos being posted online few weeks ago of people throwing a dog from high rise and 3 teens burning pups, but I could not come up...
Posted on 27 July 2016 | 11:49 pm
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We come with knives
we come with knives me and you, to know each other a little more beneath the wood painted flesh exposing the bloody sinews peeling a layer at a time loving and scarring the stare whips me and the soul until the knife hits the concrete the same we breathe in this city the disguises are getting thin e...
Posted on 14 June 2016 | 12:09 am
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