||A balance of good °
& bad •\\
Highest rank:- #12 in Poetry! [3/12/16]
Where I relate my life to the pieces of universe, only to make an incomplete puzzle.
Incompleteness is beautiful, isn't it?
So is nothing.
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Warmth is something that is long gone. I was cold, in a warm world. My explosion spread the coldness like a hell fire. Fire, it is so Fast. The destruction it causes, just to light up someone's life. It happens so quickly. I need time, My universe needs time. Coldness is slow, gentle and very much violent. I had to freeze my soul, so that I can react my pieces, I have to take it slow It takes time I know. But am I. Am I running out of time? Will I die before I can make use of my broken pieces?
