haha...


7 StagesWhen I left 1 I was naive. When I left 2 I was relieved. When I left 3 I was unnerved. When I left 4 I was reserved. When I left 5 I died inside. When I left 6 no tears I cried.7 Stages
So here I am on the 7th stage. Numb and dead despite my age. What's there left for further years? The hope of a life without tears. I do not know how this I will achieve, All I know is the cherished thought of you and me...


Tears...drifting, sliding, slipping, slowly... what a symbol of sadness you are... dreams gone, life gone, everything gone... how can I survive? how can I live? when you're always there... silently lurking... quietly waiting... till the moment when everything breaks, when I fall apart...Tears...
and I'll be gone from the world...


The Nature of DreamsAll dreams, every single one,The Nature of Dreams
Start with an unwitting tear. Of joy and happiness,
Or even sadness and fear.
But most of all the tears that are shed,
Are shed in sorrow, or in regret. Or even in the darkness that plagues Every creature’s mindset.
From the roaring lion on the plain, To the little insects which sing. Everything resides in the shadows;
Even the mighty man who believes himself king.
How humorous, this king,
Which can be no physical threat;
For he bears no claws or horns,
Yet he possesses the very essence of Death.
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Look upon me with the eyes of a fallen angel
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I do so like green eggs and ham!
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I do so like green eggs and ham!
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