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Would have been dead a long time ago. Better off dead than alive. I talk about wanting liberation and freedom. BUT do I have the nerve to play the game. When the time comes? What I do know is I dun have the balls. Something is always pulling me back. I duno if there really is sth.
Thursday, August 11, 2011. It has been a while. Based on the last post, it has been close to 3 years now. We spoke endlessly about the various mischiefs that we got into, and poked fun at our relationship disasters. We reminisce about the good old days and relieved it thru the stories we re-told, picking up bits and pieces of tears and laughters that we shared.
I throw all of your stuff away. I tear you out of my heart. And ignore all your messages. I tell everyone we are through. Every time you come around. Should have known better in trying to let you go.
Milk poet - a love ode; an artists space. Sunday, 6th June 2010.
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با مداد رنگي هايم روز آمدنت را نقاشي مي كنم. و جاده هاي رفتنت را خط خطي. و زير روزهاي اشتباهم خط بكش. بودنت مثل دريايي مرا دربر مي گيرد. و كدامين چمدان از آن توست. بيا كه اجاق سرد دلم را فقط تو مي فهمي. نمي دانم آخرين واژه هاي كلامم چه خواهد بود. نمي دانم آخرين برگ دفترم چه رنگي خواهد شد. چرا كه مي ترسم ديگر بديدارم نيايي. آيا در پي ما يادي از دلها خواهد گذشت. آيا غمي برجاي ما در سايه خواهد نشست. و صداقت گل نايابي است.