Saturday, February 4, 2012

Masquerading



What is the sense of all the bounties of the letters of the book if at the moment when they are needed the most, they seem to be frozen, engulfed to the soil, paralyzed  in vain and nothing more. Nay, it is not about the battles you fought or the victor you claim yourself to be but the manner how you fought that will define the honour that you might have long sought. Shattered and disturbed, my mind I couldn't afford to tame, free and random thoughts inside I couldn't contain. Were you you, or were you masquerading?

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