One's experiences and thought can be engrave in words. It sights different emotion, expression and an unexplainable feelings that only word can say.
But why we want it this way?
We write, because we want to;
We express, because we are human bound...
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Art by : Lady Keh
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I've burned the pages with my thoughts drowned my soul in silence, As I've watched the falling leaves, the dancing trees, the heated ground
Every step, Every move, Every memory I've burned it all into pages
I live my life; I stand my choice And somehow...
Sometimes I'm a hopeful soul and sometimes I'm a lost one; Sometimes I'm a good soul and sometimes I'm the bad one.
All of me penned into pages; All of me with my thoughts reborn into words Flipped one into hundreds Yet at the end of every page I've always found myself silently sitting at the bench Watching the burning sky with a falling rain!
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" I am making a big decision in my life now, and for the first time I chose to stand on my own eventhough it's quite frightening. Yet, I'm satisfied and happy! "
