Tuesday, 25 March 2008
days
people are talking about things that's not making any sense to the person next door which is some miles away . absolute gibberish. ther's a lot of commotion for absolutely nothing at all. some, out of lack of any audiance, are inflicting pain on themselves by pulling one's own hair and plucking scabbed wounds, to find a reason to scream. everyone is lost in the din. they have too much to say within too little a time span. Time is warped. The clock is ticking too fast to let the moment pass quickly. Oblivious to the fact that impending moment will be no different. tongues are going out of control and are all over the place slapping, flapping and twirling like a derelict.
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whoa! what a spin!
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