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| Alas! My Poor Brain |
Stuffed with the murmurs of the endless echoing screams of words, mashed and dashed perpetually. And thenceforth, my flowing ideas are scrambled and scuffled till death do me part or I, by my part, stop the flowing of the time.
Will you do me a favor and burn the pages? Steal me from myself, for I've never been for ages... release me from that scornful prison called, 'Life' and render me captive in a new world of 'Magic'; where everything is possible and impossible not to be not possible. Should I ever give myself a break of putting too much thought into my poor brain, I'd then, and only then, be liberated from my soul; and the light will cease to light my way and submissively pertain a place in the kingdom of 'Ease'. Alas! My poor brain, I've troubled you enough with my impertinencies, so pardon me!
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Posted by MissFidens on 2009-11-04 10:31:11 | Rating: | Views: 12
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