They say they wanna know about me
When I'm myself a mystery to me
My mind is a place nobody has ever seen
As the thoughts in it keep racing
My heart is a storm of all things
Freedom is it's soul, imagination it's wings
Don't try to know me
Don't try to solve me
Or understand me
I am a mystery even to the god
Then who are you to seek the truth in me?!
-Urvashi1327
- ironically, in Utopia
- JoinedAugust 10, 2016
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Urvashi1327
Feb 02, 2018 11:30AM
So, my dear readers...I have fantastically decided that I'm going to like abandon this account due to some really ironical mistakes I had made. SOE would never exist again, and I really regret that...View all Conversations